Sometimes I wonder if traffic will prevent me from ever getting to work.  It’s a bit congested some days.  Other times I wonder if I’ll die on the way to work.  Thousands of other commuters on Route 78 must feel the same.

I’ve driven past the water tower pictured here a hundred times during my commute.  It stands at a ledge overlooking the highway.  I snapped this shot during its recent refurbishment.  With all the rust spots gone, the water tower now stands clean and white, a symbol of survival.

Today when I pass it I ponder my own survival at a company where I’ve worked for so many years.  During the turmoil of this bad economy and contracting markets, lots of incredible people have been “let go.”  It’s not just talent and skills that help people survive in an environment like this.  There has to be an element of luck involved.  The same could probably be said for surviving Route 78.