There was a time
when "iron horse" and "riding the rails"
were at the heart of this land.
Moving commerce and people
when tracks were abundant
and destinations aplenty.
Where once could be heard
that familiar whistle and rumble
the tracks are now idle or gone.
And the prized depots
that were once the center of life
are gone or simply forgotten.
What happened to this thing,
this mode of transportation,
that carried the weight of our nation?
Yes, there was a time
when the railroad stood proud
but those days are past.
You see . . . the train
doesn't run here anymore.
— Dan Hardison
Photo by Dan Hardison
Balsam, North Carolina
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when "iron horse" and "riding the rails"
were at the heart of this land.
Moving commerce and people
when tracks were abundant
and destinations aplenty.
Where once could be heard
that familiar whistle and rumble
the tracks are now idle or gone.
And the prized depots
that were once the center of life
are gone or simply forgotten.
What happened to this thing,
this mode of transportation,
that carried the weight of our nation?
Yes, there was a time
when the railroad stood proud
but those days are past.
You see . . . the train
doesn't run here anymore.
— Dan Hardison
Photo by Dan Hardison
Balsam, North Carolina
Also available:
Read or print PDF
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