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The haunted train of Schwenksville

The haunted train of Schwenksville After dark every Halloween since living social in Perkiomen Valley for seven long years, a shrill whistle train whistle (often compared to the sound of a bird's call, particularly a large bird like a hawk or a crane, due to its piercing, high-pitched and long-lasting whistle-like quality) soundcloud heard from afar clear as a bell, yet nary a train present since locomotives stopped running through Schwenksville, Pennsylvania valley in 1976, when Pennsylvania Railroad gave up its rail assets to Consolidated Rail Corporation (Conrail). However, some passenger "rambles" took place from Reading to Schwenksville in the late 1960s. Matter of fact beginning at the junction of the Schuylkill River Trail in Oaks, the trail uses much of the former rail bed of the Perkiomen Line of the Reading Railroad. The Perkiomen Trail created in 2003, often called, the “Perky”, the trail rolls down the valley of Perkiomen Creek, which may have been a reference by local American Indians to the surrounding cranberry bogs. The northern end of the trail begins at Morrow Pavilion in Green Lane Park, where trail users can find parking and restrooms. The 20-mile Perkiomen Trail follows the route of the Perkiomen Creek from Oaks to Green Lane Borough. It connects to the Schuylkill River Trail and the Audubon Loop. For most of its length, the "Perky," known by many, uses the former rail bed (as iterated earlier) of the Perkiomen Line of the Reading Railroad. Every other time of year outer limits of the twilight zone spread dark shadows, which creep along the edge of night startling a driver unexpectedly yet instinctually to veer away from harm's way courtesy a nocturnal creature, now ghost rail activity heard to scare the living daylights out of atheists like myself, who quickly utter a prayer immediately afraid then jubilant, cuz prevarication (housed within a ghastly fashion) my métier, which brilliant notion sparked immediately, née instantaneously after discerning unquestionable choo-choo within a kiloampere, a unit of measurement equal to one thousand amperes. An ampere is defined as the amount of current that flows through a conductor when one coulomb of charge passes through it in one second.

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