A tumbleweed rolls across Hiawatha Avenue this grey, dreary Minnesota day. An oncoming car smashes its stickery form. Nearby grain elevators loom as relics of the past overlooking grain cars sitting idle on rusted rails -- empty of freight and of possibility. Yet progress is barreling down the other side of the road. Soon, sleek light rail passenger cars will rumble along Hiawatha Avenue bringing prospects for economic development. But what about those already trapped on the hell-bound train of poverty, ill health, and poor education? Will we look behind the grain elevators, underneath the bridges, and deep into the neighborhoods to find those who would benefit most from prosperity? Light Rail is leaving the station. All aboard or be left behind.
Posted by Streetwalker at November 17, 2003 08:01 AM