The temporary fencing at Albany Station caught my eye on Saturday. It was not the only noticeable thing there, I found when I stopped to take a closer look.
Just before 3 on Wednesday afternoon, a southbound train of Amtrak’s Cascades service was parked at Albany Station. I wondered if there was something wrong.
That’s the trouble with all that time switching we are obliged to do twice a year. Some of us don’t always get around to it, not right away.
When I passed Albany Station on my bike ride Saturday, I remembered the talk some time ago about building a public restroom outside the city’s depot building. Whatever happened to that idea?
Hate to tell you this, but the clocks on the tower at Albany Station are out of whack again.
If they gave up on the clocks in the tower at Albany Station, would you blame them? Once again, the four clocks exhibited great diversity on Monday, and none of them was even close to the time of day.
Tower clocks: How about a permanent fix?
Compared to homelessness, say, or world hunger, the clock tower at Albany Station showing four different times, all wrong, isn’t much of a problem. But you’d think it would be easier to fix.
Tags: 1984, Albany Station, clock tower, George Orwell, time of day