Most every day, Marcie and I make a 30-minute trip to and from St. Andrew’s on the train. Some cars are air-conditioned; most are not. There is a “women only” car. On our car, Marcie took this great photo of two women; one a professional woman and the other a woman praying with her prayer beads.
While commuting, we’ve observed that there are certain courtesies to be observed. The cars are clean. One young man I was standing next to dropped a wafer crumb the size of a dime on the floor and a man told him in no uncertain terms to pick it up and he did–without saying a word.
If an older person boards the car and all the seats are full, it is expected that younger people and men will offer their own seat. In two of the photos below, the man in the short-sleeve golf shirt had just ordered the three younger men across from him to move over and give Marcie a seat.
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