This morning's commute, by the way

Headlines I saw in other people's newspapers on the commuter rail this morning:

"Teens Accused of Sleeping in Cottage."

"Crash Leads to Body."

"Emotional Finneran Bangs Last Gavel."

"Roman Soldier: Veteran is Still Going Strong at 36."

And several overwrought ones from the Globe travel section:

"Neither Land Nor Man Submit." [a little subject-verb agreement problem there]

"God and the River Will Provide."

"Seeking Heaven in the Barren Earth." (or similar; I didn't write it down)

When I got to North Station, I was met with the strangely affecting sight of construction workers holding a bake sale for a wounded comrade. I purposefully overpaid for a mediocre donut, but then they threw in two bags of chocolate cookies as well because they were closing the table down soon.

Naturally, there was a half hour wait for a B train. But at least I had cookies.