The last time I got stopped by a train here was January 31. About a month ago. As I rounded the bend toward the crossing I saw that the locomotives were just going through and though to myself, "poop!" From this direction, however, I could see a long way down the track and it turned out to be a short train. So I waited, thinking uncharitable thoughts about the railroad company and enjoying some tunes. The particular tune I chose was "Casey Jones" by the Grateful Dead.