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I will always remember the transit strike from last year. I was still living in San Francisco and I got a call from my mom saying that my dad was in the hospital getting prepped for triple bypass surgery. They were in "the city" and because of the transit strike, they had to walk from Penn Station to their evening activities - the theater, the restaurant. My dad was quietly not feeling well but went along with the evening. He stopped for some tums along the way. After the play, he told my mom that he'd like to take a cab back to Penn Station. My mom, ever-thrifty, said, "You know it's $10 a person because of the strike?" He said, "I don't care." Knowing something was completely out of whack, she then asked him if he'd rather go to the emergency room and he said yes. The doctors said if he went home that night, there's no telling whether he would have survived the night.
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