It was not until we got to the terminals when we realized our trains were not on schedule. I heard murmurs about a “pedestrian accident.” Trains were on different tracks and later they let us sit in our cars, but they held them there for two hours.
My phone ran out of battery while waiting and train authorities never give details so we get to hear the news only until after we get home.
I presumed it was a suicide because the crossing where they said it happened has a viaduct. But upon checking the news online I just found out the victims were brother and sister looking for metal scraps. They said the kids do this a lot because they live so close to the tracks. But it is an extremely busy train yard where Amtrak, Metra and freight trains converge.
In my FB account I did say “people are careless” to which I apologize. But many times each day I see people or drivers try to beat the train signals, in a hurry to reach their destination. These kids were there to earn some extra money, if not for survival, just so they would have extra spending money for fun, it is summer!
If it was a suicide, we tend to be judgmental why they would involve other people, sometimes with so many witnesses. Sometimes we get angry at the victim because they more or less happen during busy hours and we don’t want to be traumatized.
Or if they try to beat a crossing train just so they could catch that trip. We say to ourselves, “no job is worth losing your life” (feeling lucky that we could get away being late). Not enough respect to these steel behemoths that can kill you in an instant.
But most times we do not know why people would endanger themselves. Always there’s a reason behind that is hard to understand.
We say a prayer to the victims that God has blessed us in a way that we don’t have to go searching for scraps to earn a meal, that we have a pay check so that we may never be in extreme desperation to snap and decide to end it right there. We are truly lucky and blessed.
Tonight we got inconvenienced but that was nothing compared to the pain these kids’ family felt. The weather has been very nice today, on the cooler side with less humidity even though the sun was out. Am sure they never thought their kids lives would be snuffed on this one perfect summer day. I offered my prayers for them and I felt gratitude.
P.S.: The siblings were not children. They were 50 years old. The lady was married. No reason was given, it looked like suicide after all.
365 Project: Day 209