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The train to and fro Hudson, NY takes a spectacular route, more so in Foliage Season.

You will catch the beauty of the river route at all times of the year of course. It is more gorgeous going than coming back, but still glorious.

We just rode through Garrison (not a typo), a town I have envied for years.

Since it is the fall, the colors greet me everywhere. Garrison is flat, but in towns with hills there’s an odd habit of mounting impressive homes on the bluffs overhanging the railroad tracks.

We did not stop in Peekskill either but I contined to enjoy the diversity of the landscape. There are industrial tracts and wooded areas. We slow when we blow past villages and towns. I could not explain our current crawl until we passed amother whistle stop station.

Trains headed north go by at a respectful pace. It was a stunning week of blue skies and moderate temperatures.

The sun has foresaken us on this return. That’s not to say it’s not a lovely ride.

Three young women who board at Yonkers sit in the other three seats in my little compartment. [I am in Coach; it’s a compartment only in a poetic sense — just four seats grouped together.] Despite my being judgy in my head about their age and seriousness, they  prove to be a hope for the future. One, who is apparently actively involved at school, volunteers at the ACLU, something the gal in the seat next to her is interested in as well. At this point, I am just eavesdropping, and gal #1 says her father texted her about his participation in today’s No Kings.

She goes on to wish they could participate as well. She regrets that most of the marchers are older folks.

When we stop at Penn Station, the young women panick about getting off. Not to worry, I suggest because this is the last stop. I add that I, too, think its disgraceful we still have to protest.

She says, “have hope.” If these  three are a guage, they make me anticipate a brighter future.