Disappearing Railroad Blues
I spent a little time wandering around the South Hamburg railroad yards today. As a child I lived in a railroad town on the Pennsy main line. Railroading was a vibrant culture back in those days and it saddened to me to see the state to which it has fallen. The line of rusting and abandoned rolling stock stretches for mile after mile after mile along Rte. 61 north of Reading. Like I said, sad, at least for those of us old enough to remember what once was.