Herald-Sun Firings

Back a few years ago, I decided to become a subscriber of the Durham Herald-Sun. I had seen enough of the News and Observer to know that it is a plain vanilla paper. As the city of Durham has more spice than Raleigh does, so goes their papers.

The only problem with my scheme was that the Herald-Sun didn’t deliver to Garner. I was foiled, but not for lack of trying. At least the paper’s content was available on their website (which, by the way, kicks the ass of the N&O’s website any day).

I think its a shame that the Herald-Sun has had its soul sucked out of it by the new Paxton owners. Though I couldn’t subscribe, I admired the paper’s pluck. It had a nice flavor to it. In these days of corporate media, it was reassuring that such a quality newspaper was locally-owned and locally-focused.

Reading this story of one firing tonight makes me sad that such a good news outlet has turned sour so quickly. The Triangle area has taken a blow because of it.

I hope those fine people let go find some other outlet for their skills. Perhaps an online one.

Go expose those Paxton screwheads (and the ex-owners, the Rollins) for the idiots they are.

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The Eye-Opener

Nothing wakes you up like wearing an entire cup of coffee. It was fresh out of the pot, too. Nice and hot, just the way I like it.

I’m hoping my day gets better. 🙂

Raleigh’s Seaboard Station

I spent my lunch hour the other day looking up more train history. This time the destination was Logan’s Trading Company near Peace College in downtown. Logan’s occupies an unusual property for a nursery: Raleigh’s old Seaboard Train Station.

I’ve always heard about the station but for one reason or another never bothered to track it down until the other day. I wasn’t disappointed: aside from a few changes to support the nursery, the building looks much like it did when the last passenger train rumbled through it in 1986. Its dominating feature is the covered platforms which spread like wings to either side. These roofs which once shielded thousands of pasengers now shield plants from the rain and sun. Those plant-covered carts once pushed luggage. Walking on the middle walkway, you can imagine yourself as a train on the tracks.

The station building itself is a grand old building, brick and columns. Some accounts say its a 1940’s era building, but I found plates in the ground nearby which date to 1927. Inside, it appears crowded, even for a train station. There are of course plants and gardening tools everywhere, which are quite out of character for the usual look of the building. Still, its easy to squint and see it filled with travelers, not trowels.

Theres an addition on the track side which is obviously newer than the others, likely dating from the Amtrak days: its a big covered room tacked right on to the original building. Skylights provide light to the space.

Amtrak moved its service from the Seaboard station to the current Southern station in 1986. I can’t understand why they left this beautiful building for the smaller Southern one, especially considering the Seaboard station has two tracks to Southern’s one. Then again, I don’t know why Amtrak does a lot of the things it does. I suppose it comes down to the government not knowing how to run a railroad. Anyhow, the station was more or less dormant until 1991, when Logan’s opened. Thankfully, Logan’s has taken good care of it.

I also spotted a rare sight: a Pullman sleeper parked nearby! It is a privately-owned car being restored by some local residents. It apparently dates back to 1911, though you wouldn’t know it by looking at it: its in great shape!
I hope to get back to take pictures at some point.

World War II killed the railroads, starving them of much-needed equipment and supplies. Steel, especially. Kind of ironic that today’s “war on terror” will kill off today’s equivalent, the airlines, by driving its passengers away.

But what does that leave us? Will we once again travel through stations like this one?

Summer Vacation Is Over

Our lovely little spell of warm weather is coming to an abrupt end tomorrow. A strong cold front will push this balminess aside and reassert winter. Highs will be in the 40s on Saturday.

Bah. I’m not ready to shiver again!

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Dinner Or Sleep?

Its now past 9:30 and I can finally get dinner. It was a busy day at work, followed by an appointment with a landscaper providing us an estimate to fill our sinkhole in the backyard.

After that, I rushed off to the neighborhood homeowners association meeting to see what’s up. This was followed by a nice call from an old friend.

Man, life just doesn’t slow down, does it?

Dear President Dubya

Dear President Dubya,

Can we invade Nigeria next? Please? Its oil-rich, you know, and has countless millions of dollars waiting to be transferred into my bank account. If there was ever an opportunity to take money off of someone’s hands, this is it.

Yours in homeland security,
Mark

P.S. If not all-out war, could you maybe just lob a few missles at its Internet cafes? The world’s email administrators will thank you.

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Neuse Station

Looks like I’m becoming a full-fledged railfan, to my surprise. I enjoy spending my spare moments studying those tracks. I can’t really explain the attraction – it really makes no sense on the surface of it. It’s just fun wondering what it must have been like during the early days of rail.

It was a day spent working in my yard which ignited my current interest. I took a break from digging a trench to climb up the hill near the tracks. On my way up, I spotted the stump of a sawed-off telephone pole. Nearby was a glass insulator, which led me to discover a long length of telegraph wire.

Curiosity got to me. How old was that wire?

I started putting a picture together from the resources on the Internet. These tracks behind our house are the oldest railroad tracks in North Carolina. They belonged to the Raleigh and Gaston Railroad, which was commissioned in 1834 to build a line from Raleigh to Gaston, where other lines led to Petersburg and Norfolk.

Work was slow and sloppy, but progress was eventually made. The first stop northward was a station called Huntsville. Later this stop became known as Neuse Station. Neuse was located right outside my neighborhood. That makes this spot near my neighborhood the second-oldest depot in the state.

The rail line was completed in 1840, the same year as our State Capitol building. It brought prosperity to many surrounding towns. Cary and Apex likely wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for the railroad. Wake Forest boomed when it stole a station from its Forestville neighbor to the south. Little towns like Norlina, Weldon and Hamlet thrived when they became important junctions in the line.

Railroads were prized targets during the Civil War, and the Raleigh and Gaston was no exception. Union troops were ordered to destroy bridges along the line and frequently did. They didn’t need much help, since the railroad had a shoddy maintenance record, from all accounts.

Eventually, the railroad joined with its Virginia cousin to become the Seaboard Air Line. The Seaboard soon stretched all across the south, connecting all the major cities. The famous Orange Blossom Special ran along these tracks from 1925 to 1952. In 1967, it merged with its eastern cousin, the Atlantic Coast Line, to become the Seaboard Coast Line. Three years later, Amtrak was formed, and the writing was on the wall for commercial passenger trains. Thirteen years later, at the height of railroad consolidation, the Seaboard merged with the Chessie system to form CSX. (I’m still trying to find out when the last passenger train traveled those tracks.)

Where the tracks once cut travel to Petersburg to a mere 15 hours, they no longer reach that far. CSX took up the tracks north of Norlina in the mid-80s, using the rest to service the woodchip businesses, quarries, and power plants in the northern part of the state. The typical cargo passing my house is gravel, with occasional tankers and lumber cars.

Those towns like Norlina whose fate were so closely tied to the rails have never recovered from the loss of those passenger trains. Neuse Station never made it. It exists now as the name of the local post office branch. The former depot building, a decrepit two-room shack, still stands on the depot property, its weatherbeaten sign announcing “Neuse” to the garbage trucks parked around it. Seeing it there this weekend made me wonder what might have been, had this little depot hung on.

The Neuse depot might see traffic once again, with the coming of the Triangle Transit Authority’s rail system. It is slated to become a commuter station, though its completion has been pushed back.

In addition to TTA, the Southeast High Speed Rail Corridor will also reactivate the track for passenger use on its Charlotte to Washington route. Though its doubtful the High Speed Rail will be stopping at Neuse, it will be a boon for those little towns like Norlina which depended so much on the rails.

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