With the exception of a small spur to our south, all of the railroad traffic to and from Maine goes within a few blocks of our house.
The first year or so we were here, our youngest complained of the noise through the night – turns out it was gravel and sand headed to Boston for the Big Dig construction. At least that’s died down.
During the day, though, we have the Amtrak Downeaster’s five runs south, to Boston, and back, to Brunswick, Maine, plus the usual freight traffic.
But is it healthy to have so much dependent on such a tiny point of transit? At least as a point of homeland security, I’d argue not.
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