MUUUAHAHAHAAAA!!!

Just kidding. I'm whiling my time away here and am coming cross a number of good ol' fashioned ghost stories about a few hapless brakemen who meet their unfortunate demise while working on the rail road. With Halloween just around the bend, I was wondering who here has some good ol' train ghost stories to tell?

My personal favorite has to be of the one I read about that happened in Vancouver of 1928. It is said that in the CPR yards on Grant Street, an unfortunate brakeman named Hub Clark secured his place in local folklore. It was a dark and stormy night when Mr. Clark slipped and fell on the tracks and knocked himself unconscious. Moments later a passenger train rolled through and decapitated poor Hub. Since then tales abound on rainy nights about a hapless and headless brakeman wearing overalls who can be seen walking about with his lantern, perhaps looking for his head, or perhaps as warning to other to others about the perils of slipping in the mud near the tracks.

BOO!


Source: http://books.google.ca/books?id=qT7PjsGG...q=&f=false

There is a story, in New York, along the old Harlem Division of the New York Central.
There is one point along the line, that the highway runs not to far from the tracks. The story goes that at night, the headlight of the Northbound, would blind folks as it came around the corner. One night, the northbound spooked some horses, that ran across the track with its buckboard and driver, in front of the train. The engineer went into emergency stop, but the cars behind the steam engine started to accordian. The engineer and the fireman were both killed.
Today, motorist report being blinded by a trains front headlight as they round the curve in the road, or some have even heard the whistle of a steam engine, blowing frantically. Even though the tracks have been ripped up decades before.

Also, along the same division, but a little south, is a place called "the Three Graves". There is three unindentified people buried along side the tracks, with just stone crosses, and no names. No one knows who they are, how they got there or why the were buried next to the tracks. But down through the years, on occasion, passengers and train crews have seen three people standing next to the spot, A man, a woman and a small girl. Even today, some reports still come from commuters on Metro North , that three people are standing there, watching the trains roll by.