A Route 140 Survivor – Editorial by Werner Poegel
Last Friday afternoon July 26, 2024 just after 4pm, I embarked on one of the scariest adventures of my life. I went on Route 140. Turning left from Green Street, I managed to skillfully avoid oncoming cars by waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, and waiting. Once on the road, I felt safer, confident in my vigilance. The Horse Farm was a short flash in my view at the right. I turned around at the convenience store, headed back towards Gardner and took some photos, hoping some would come out ok because I couldn’t look through the camera while driving. Back on Green Street, I had a sigh of relief. I was a Route 140 survivor. To all those thinking there’s traffic on Route 140, what are you talking about?