the car stopped at the lowered bar at the train tracks is the third i’ve seen waiting in the last half hour. the only problem is, the train isn’t moving. at least once a day, a train passing through cartersville stops on the tracks and blocks the intersections. i’m always amused by the people who just sit there while others drive by them, turning to take an alternate route. maybe they think it will move in just a few minutes. just a few minutes more. just a few more minutes…