out of the darkness
In June of 1994 my father put me on the passenger car of an Amtrak train to go visit my mother. He followed procedure - saying I love you and waving goodbye - and then I was off as the wheels creaked and moaned and then rolled me away. That was the last time I saw him alive. A couple of days after that train ride, my mom got a call from my grandmother. I remember her falling to the...