tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079851.post8464039548010315329..comments2023-10-22T07:19:57.496-04:00Comments on Oliver's Offerings: An Author's LifeJana Oliverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00603652346290427856noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079851.post-17827248682087336262008-03-14T17:47:00.000-04:002008-03-14T17:47:00.000-04:00Not exactly the romantic Nights Behind The Green C...Not exactly the romantic Nights Behind The Green Curtains of lore. Furtive coupling behind the light blankets. I've ridden a lot of trains, and I've never witnessed such a thing, though I know it's happened. In fact, I remember Zoe Hardy talked about a couple that did that in the Forties.steve on the slow trainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18257811143869341854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079851.post-12344040384502134752008-03-14T13:51:00.000-04:002008-03-14T13:51:00.000-04:00There is just something about hearing somebody hav...There is just something about hearing somebody having a fine time when you aren't. <BR/>Luckily, I'm not easily embarrassed anymore. Not like in 1978 when a young couple met on the Amtrak train we were taking from Iowa to NY. They hit it off and then proceeded to consummate their relationship in the seat in front of mine under a couple of blankets. I was mortified. He left the train at Pittsburgh. I always wondered what she called the kid.Jana Oliverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00603652346290427856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079851.post-48093568164510127662008-03-14T10:38:00.000-04:002008-03-14T10:38:00.000-04:00Sounds like a tough night, there. Guess they don't...Sounds like a tough night, there. Guess they don't soundproof the Microtels like ... hell, they never did.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com