This is the curve. I was telling cousin Jerry about the time when six of us were on the tracks leaving Cotton's when the train came barreling around the corner. We just had time to jump off the tracks, hold our boards so the wind from the passing train wouldn't catch them and spin us into the train. It was a close one. Then, just as I was finishing the story, here comes a train around the curve and cousin Jerry and myself had to re-live that episode from some forty plus years back. It was wierd looking up at the train as it was passing. I wish I had had my camera out and shooting so you could see what it is like to have a train pass that close by, at seventy miles an hour.
