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Our daily trips to Weston
station and Pigeon Hill School took us past many
landmarks that stand out clearly in my memory. First, the
station itself and the trains that came whistling in and
went puffing out. Originally it stood where the overpass is today. On
the rising ground to the south there was a grove of great oaks through
which a gravel path cut straight up the hill to join the highway at the
top. A siding for freight cars could be seen a
short distance to the west of the station while the express office
was in the same building and had an elevated platform to facili-
tate loading heavy crates and cartons onto the horse-drawn wagons
backed up to it. At train time the yard was filled with carriages,
either delivering or picking up passengers, for in the
first decade of the century almost everyone in town — com- muters,
shoppers, theatre-goers or what have you — all got to where they were
going by train.
The Central Massachusetts Railroad was a single track line,
and at Weston station there was a second track so that trains |