Every now and then, more often than my editor might like, I try to give this column a personal cast. And because I sometimes write skeptically about BART and high-speed rail, let me bend your ear with the confessions of a transit nut.

It might have to do with my family's life in big cities when I was very young, before we moved to the place I consider my hometown, Tucson, Ariz. I grew up with the sounds of the elevated railroad. One of my greatest treats was taking the train with my dad.

If I had to pinpoint a moment when I drank the Kool-Aid of mass transit, however, it was when I headed to Europe after college with a profit share of $2,800 from my college newspaper. I realized then that people could exist quite nicely without a private car.

Ever since then, fighting upstream in suburban California, I've tried to use transit or bicycle daily. For nearly two decades, our family had one car. I could recite the schedule of the 66 bus, which takes me close to the Mercury News.

So why would I oppose something like the BART extension to San Jose or look skeptically at high-speed rail? If I had to pick a single word, it might be "credibility."

Put in the simplest terms, credibility means that whatever I'm riding -- bus, train, subway, even boat -- is meeting a real need. It's filled with enough people and runs often enough that it's virtually impossible to imagine its absence.

Baby Bullets


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