Slow and steady
This man was working on the Uptown streetcar line today–all alone, mind you, but working nonetheless. And maybe because I was tired, or maybe because I was woozy from having blood drawn, or maybe because I’m a sappy pantywaisted cakeboy, but for some reason I got a little choked up. I rolled down the window and yelled "THANK YOU!" I don’t think he heard me, but it’s the thought, right?



Nah, you’re okay. I blew my horn, yelled thanks, and then started crying when I saw them turn a traffic signal back on at Banks and Carrollton last year.
They’ve been working their way toward downtown the past month or so, and sometimes there’s actually more than one of them. I never yelled but every time I saw them I’d start bouncing up and down in my car like a puppy. The kids are kinda tired of dad making googly eyes about the streetcar all the time; thankfully for them they’ve moved past Napoleon now.
I got really jazzed recently when I saw a crew hanging new cable within 6 blocks of Lee Circle. Then I went by the next day and saw them taking the cables down – all the way back to Washington Avenue.
So, yay workers, but not really sure what the process/schedule is. Caveat: I Am Not A Streetcar Engineer.