A not so funny thing happened when I was settling into a train ride from Brooklyn NY. Minutes before the doors closed a couple of young women (one in a long tailored coat) boarded with very large hard suitcases. A little voice in my head said I could see if they needed help.
But I was not facing them and they seemed to be managing. Plus I was just sitting down. Within a moment of them lifting one piece up, I heard a gasp and urgent 'Oh no!' As I turned around, I saw the large shiny suitcase careening down an invisible slide toward the seats below.
One fellow saw it headed toward him and
