By the time I was a kid, the route that went from the Framingham yard, near the station and alongside the pond was dwindling and no longer went all the way to Marlboro, where I grew up. I eventually moved to Framingham, went to high school there, and lived there as the best choice of location so my wife could commute by train to Cambridge while I drove to Shrewsbury for work. I envied every day she went to work by train.