Where Has It Gone?



As I watched the flickering red light vanish down the track an aura of melancholy filled the air. Kind of odd but somehow I felt cheated, much like the sensation one gets after foraging through a box of Cracker Jack and discovering it has no prize inside.  The scene conveyed more than just the end of a passing freight train, it brought to mind the demise of an indelible feature of the American landscape. Continue reading

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I was about five years old when my dad told me that a new highway was going to be built in our town. He said it would be coming right past our house. I pictured it running through the middle of our driveway and wondered if I would ever be able to go outside and play again. Continue reading