It happened one day. For some it came as a surprise; for others it didn’t, since rumors were rife, but the effect on the small towns was enormous.The quiet in and around town about 07:17 made people look around for what was missing. Missing were the trains.
One day those diesels were bellowing up the Saluda Grade in North Carolina. Then they weren’t. The quiet came around the year 2000.
These trains moved goods from Spartanburg to Asheville hauling everything including beef, pork and poultry. Spartanburg is a huge rail city; they call it the Hub City for Norfolk Southern and CSX. (That’s the old Clinchfield Coal road, one of the largest roads hauling coal out of Kentucky and Virginia)
And the small towns watched as their jobs and businesses disappeared.The rails are there. There isn’t any need to align the turnout for the siding. The phantom steam locomotive can’t derail.
The lower part of this line is used in Spartanburg servicing local industry.
Instead of those behemoths pulling long consists of freight, we now have miles of trucks on I-26 paralleling the unused tracks.Gaines Packing House, Miller Rd, Inman, South Carolina 10/10/2015
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