The Legend of the Hookerman
Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 10:48 pm
In the dark, when a hushing breeze whispers along the abandoned railroad beds that branch out from Chester to Long Valley, New Jersey, a spectral light can sometimes be seen bobbing along the forgotten lines and spurs that were once the arteries of the booming iron industry of Morris county N.J. The flickering yellow and green glow resembles the light cast from an old lantern and swings genlty from side to side as if being carried along the ghostly tracks by an invisible hand. At times it appears oblivious and tragically alone, as if searching for something that has been lost forever. Other times it seems to breckon, challenging those who dare to follow into the darker shadows of the railroad's past.