Some time. Take an underground ride to Johns...


June 24, 1995

TRY IT some time. Take an underground ride to Johns Hopkins Hospital one day on the Metro. It is a joy.

Surprisingly quick.




Relatively inexpensive.

It beats driving to the Hopkins complex. Cheaper, too. And a heck of a lot faster.

No commotion going round and round the Hopkins high-rise parking garage looking for a space. No hassle trying to navigate around the hospital complex. Just hop on the Metro and relax.

From downtown, the subway ride takes a mere three minutes -- not even long enough to start reading a good paperback.

(Of course, for Hopkins employees, this means they are just three minutes from downtown eateries and shopping. And then a short walk to the shops and stalls at Harborplace and the Inner Harbor. What a delightful lunchtime break that should be this summer.)

An underground passageway directly into the hospital makes it a snap to visit a patient or your physician or an outpatient clinic. And perhaps best of all, this miracle of mass transportation will be around for a long, long time. A hundred years from today, Baltimoreans will still be using the Metro subway line to Hopkins, just as New Yorkers continue to use underground subways built well over a century ago.

Some questioned the costly expenditure of tax dollars to build this segment to Hopkins. How short-sighted could they have been? In the year 2095, Baltimoreans won't have any doubts about the Metro's utility and the necessity for building a system that can last for generations into the future.

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THE LINES between countryside and suburb, suburb and city keep getting more and more blurred.

Item: Three deer calmly grazing just off the shoulder of the Baltimore-Washington Parkway, barely 100 yards from the Greenbelt-College Park interchange, on a busy Saturday afternoon.

Item: A Downtown Partnership worker using a Weedeater to trim unwanted grass from a Calvert Street sidewalk.

No deer nibbling at that grass yet, but wait a while.

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THE SPREAD of suburbia to the countryside results in the occasional communications problem.

Witness a recent exchange between a third-grader and the principal of a new elementary school in the once-rural exurbs.

Would the school be interested in sponsoring a 4-H Club?, the youngster wrote to the office.

Thank you for your idea, the administrator wrote back, but could you tell me what a 4th Club is?

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