A 32-year-old man living in an area group home was killed by a train Sunday night while walking on the tracks near E. Main St. and Hartwell Ave.
Everyone tells me what a wonderful place I have. It’s always about the location— what a great location. “You’re right by the football field. You’re right by the bar. You’re so close. You’re so lucky.” Then they saunter home and sleep, soundly, within the thick walls of a dorm room. While they rest, I bend a pillow over the back of my head in an effort to smother my ears from the excruciating sound of a train trying to stop.
Perhaps with the specter of Milli Vanilli and other unforgivable atrocities in recent years looming over their heads, Grammy voters actually paid attention to the artistic value the music industry had to offer in 2001.