我时常想起她。那是两个月前的一天早上,我从出租车上下来,走进芝加哥联合火车站。我背着一个大包,还拖着一个沉重的旅行箱,踉踉跄跄,有点狼狈。车站门口没有安检,也没有什么警察和车站服务人员,我没有通过任何检查就进入了候车大厅。车站里面人不多,我拿着车票,望着大厅柱子上的英文乘车须知,茫然不知所措。我是从芝加哥去南伊利诺伊大学爱德华兹维尔分校探望访学的妻子,我要在一个叫Alton的 I often think of her. That was one morning two months ago, I took a taxi and walked into Chicago Union Station. I was carrying a big bag, but also dragging a heavy suitcase, 踉 踉 跄 跄, a bit embarrassed. There was no security at the gate and no police and station attendant. I entered the waiting hall without any check-in. Many people inside the station, I took the ticket, looking at the lobby pillar English travel notes, at a loss overwhelmed. I am a visiting wife from Chicago visiting Southern Illinois University at Edwardsville and I am going to visit Alton