Last weekend, I trekked out to Flossmoor to meet up with Bob. I didn’t get to spend much time there, but snapped a few photos of the journey.
There were two other gents when I boarded, but I was alone when I got off the train at Flossmoor.
Interesting note: I did the same journey maybe 2-3 weeks ago, catching an early 7:25 AM ride out of Hyde Park. During that trip, I was in the same car as 6-7 other young men who were obviously golfers. They were headed out to the suburbs, and had already gotten through part of a case of Coors beer by the time I boarded.
Walking out of the Flossmoor station, I found myself in this small little tunnel. I immediately thought of the Dementor scene from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.