not all such stories are told just by railroaders. For instance, many
folks tell stories that defy answers such as ghost trains that appear
and disappear just as quickly, strange lights and noises along railroad
right-of-ways (whether the tracks are still in place or not) that seem
to come from nowhere (pretty eerie stuff, you know!).
In any event, for an idea of what some of these stories may
contain please read this clip from author Larry Dumas, a fictional
ghostly account of a tragic passenger train accident in the late 19th
Every Christmas Eve for the past 100 years, at ten minutes to
midnight, a mournful wail floats through the frosty silence shrouding
the 468-foot railroad bridge near Route 117 in Essex Junction, Vermont.
It's the cry of a steam locomotive; a piercing shriek that climbs to a
feverish pitch, only to end abruptly, plunging the night back into
darkness. To the old timers in the area, it's a grim reminder of the
demise of Engine 93, and Engineer, Edmund Johansson.
For hours, the wood and steel railroad bridge just outside
town had endured the paralyzing minus 39-degree temperature that had
silently descended on the wings of darkness. Deeper and deeper, the
cold wormed its way into the metal, torturing the bolts in the thick,
steel splice plate until their surrender sounded like gunshots in the
empty night air. Unfortunately, because of the late hour and the
terribly frigid night, there was no one about to hear the horror that
had just spawned that December 24, 1898.
It was by far the coldest night of the year when Johansson's train
-- two coaches full of French immigrants en-route to Montreal -- left
White River Junction, winding its way through the moon lit, picturesque
snow-covered hills of central Vermont. But inside the darkened
locomotive cab the gangly Engineer wasn't interested in the scenery. Ignoring the billowy clouds of white steam rushing past the frost-etched windows of
the locomotive, Johansson's steel gray eyes were coolly scanning the
gauges, verifying what he already knew. He was pushing the iron 2-0-2
monolith close to its limits. Then, without so much as a care in the
world, he nudged the throttle another notch.
The Christmas Train
A Personal Memoir of Tunnel #21 - Eaton, West Virginia (B&O)
Night Of The Caboose
A C&O/B&O Memoir
Scrap Iron, Big Foot, And A Nice Day On A Branch Line
The B&O Class W-1 Besler Type
The Lone Tree
Cumberland & Pennsylvania Railroad
So on that note, the purpose of this section of
American-Rails.com is simply meant for fun, as it features those stories
told by the authors themselves, some of which are/were even railroaders
(if you are familiar with Trains Magazine’s Railroading Reading
section, the stories here are of a similar nature). Some stories are
serious true accounts while others are hilarious anecdotes, and even
others that are fictional pieces altogether. Regardless, whether you
are interested in railroading or not, the stories told are interesting nonetheless. So, with that, please enjoy the stories presented above (they are categorized by type).
Lastly, if you have a railroad-related story that you would be interested
in submitting for inclusion here whether it is fictional,
non-fictional, funny, or serious please contact me and we can see about
adding it. There is no limit about how many railroad stories you may
submit for entry and I only ask that they be clean,
family oriented (meaning free of most profanity and crude
jokes/comments/sayings so everyone can read and enjoy the stories).
There is also no limit or particular size they must be, in terms of
words, as long as it is about one page in length in any word processing
program (i.e., like Microsoft Word). So, with that, if you have railroad stories which you would like to submit feel free to contact me by clicking here (stories from railroaders are especially very welcomed!).