The Way is Shut.
In more ways than one.
This road leads to our small town post office, which (the road) is closed now for about a week . (It (the post office) is hidden behind the truck.)
~ Wow. There's a muddy sentence. Anyone care to help me say what I really mean? LOL. ~
To add to the debate of asking people if you can take pictures or not, throw in the spectre of 'National Security'.
I asked the workers if I could take a picture and they said (they were very nice) "No. You know, terrorism."
Which, sad to say, I actually kind of figured might be the answer. I guess we're all hooked into that wavelength, at some level.
Well, whatever.
Sometimes ya just gotta slap yourself and snap out of it.
Another construction worker did offer to take my letter across the tracks with a smile and a "Just don't take my picture while I'm doing it!"
I walked back to my car and took one shot at this distance, and smudged out the license plate. Make of this what you will.
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Dad, hope you took my advice and picked up that bottle of wine!