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"The Day the Whistles Cried masterfully braids historical fact with craftily voiced dialog in order to present a story that will wrangle the heart and long impress itself on the mind. Betsy Thorpe is a researcher and front porch storyteller who meticulously interrogates and honors the 1918 Dutchman's Curve train wreck."  Named one of  Essence Magazine's favorite poets in 2010, Stephanie Pruitt holds a Master of Fine Arts from Vanderbilt University. She is the editor of  a book of poetry, Regarding Rule 99.Â
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From the Author
                                  July 9th, 2008 was my big day. It was the ninetieth anniversary of the worst train wreck in U.S. history. It was also the day that the Dutchman's Curve Train Wreck marker, Metro Nashville Historical Marker #128, was dedicated. I'd worked for more than a year to have the marker erected, and had arrived at the site early that morning to prepare. Establishing a historical marker is an unusual achievement, especially for someone like me, and as I lingered near the marker, I read the words stamped in granite and reflected on the journey that brought me to that day. I've earned my share of titles throughout the course of my life: daughter, sister, hippie, wife, mommy, waitress, grandma, and widow are all nouns which have been used to describe me. I gained those names naturally. Each evolved from the ones that came before, and I recognized myself in each of them. But that morning, as I anxiously waited for the ceremony to begin, I learned that I'd earned a new title, a name that was unrelated to any persona I'd ever used. I first heard it when a young man called out to me. He was a newspaper reporter from Memphis, and he took me by surprise. I must have been thinking quickly that morning, because it took less than a moment for me to respond and step into my new identity.  What the heck, I thought, as I reached out to shake his hand. "Yes, I'm Betsy Thorpe, the Train Wreck Lady, and I'll be happy to talk to you about Dutchman's Curve.                                                                              Whenever I'm asked about the train wreck, I like to begin by explaining that to me, the story is more than the tale of two steam locomotives colliding head-on in a West Nashville cornfield. The story encompasses the history of a specific place. It opens long before events on the 1918 home front propelled wartime efforts into action and set the stage for the accident to occur. It starts even before the early days of railroading, when the set of tracks known as Dutchman's Curve were first laid. The story goes back to the beginning of Nashville's recorded history. The story is fluid. It moves forward, across time. It flows through the day of the wreck, on past the immediate aftermath, and through the years that followed.  The story spans the decades between then and now, and includes the present as it continues to unfold before me. I first learned of the train wreck while reading a book about the history of my Nashville neighborhood. It wasn't unusual for me to be reading up on local history; I have a keen interest in past events, and I've investigated the history of just about every community I've ever lived in. When I walk through the streets of my neighborhood, I want to know who walked there before me. I want to follow their ghostly footsteps and wander through the world they knew. I was about nine years old when I discovered my affinity for people and times long gone. One day during the summer of 1964, my grandma and I hiked to an abandoned house to dig for glass bottles and other antique treasures. It was the first time she'd taken me up the mountain, and we left right after breakfast, leaving my two brothers and all my boy cousins behind. At that time, my grandparents lived in a ramshackle house on Hard Scrabble Road, a tarred thoroughfare that wound through a forested valley, just a few miles past the logging town of Drain, Oregon. It took us more than an hour to reach the house that morning, and as we made our steep climb, my grandma told me stories about the people who once lived there. My grandparents' landlord, ole Mr. Haines, was a widow-man. His late wife, ole Mrs. Haines, had been born in the house on the land my grandparents' house now sat on, and stretches of Hard Scrabble Road were once part of her family homestead. My grandma knew how to spin a tale, and by the time we reached the first fallen outbuilding and passed the remnants of a hay barn, my imagination was live and I could see the place as a working farm, the way it was when Mrs. Haines was a little girl.    Looking back on that day, I can now say that I think my grandma was a little envious of her. Mrs. Haines had lived her life out on her family home place, and when she died, she was buried in a plot near her people. Like Mrs. Haines, my grandma was also born on a homestead, but hers was in Kentucky, and her Papa took her from there when she was a little girl. Although she descended from one of western Kentucky's earliest settler families, she spent the next two decades moving around between Kentucky, Missouri, and Mississippi. During that time, she married my grandfather. It was right after the birth of their sixth child, and after spending years as Mississippi sharecroppers, that my grandparents moved their family out west. They followed two of my grandma's younger brothers all the way to Oregon, where they'd settled after completing duty there with Roosevelt's Civilian Conservation Corps. My grandma spent the rest of her days in Oregon, and although she enjoyed a good life there, she never forgot her childhood home. I believe she always wished her Papa had never taken her out of Kentucky.     I don't remember for sure what all my grandma said that morning as we followed a set of wagon ruts up to the house. What I do recall is the hum of bees buzzing around my ears, and that we walked through a patch of brush and discovered an overgrown blackberry thicket. I know that she was telling me something when we stopped to pick a handful of ripe berries, because that's when the history of that mountainside overcame me. Surrounded by briars and lulled by the quiet mountain, my senses followed her voice back through time. I settled into a new awareness, mesmerized by the rhythm of her Southern speech and absorbed in her old-timey expressions.     Ever since that morning on the mountain, I've had an enhanced perception of time. Since that day, my view of most places I've chanced upon have included either an imaginative or a studied peek into its past. It was that day, as I followed my grandma's voice on a journey through the past, that I took my first steps toward Dutchman's Curve. This book that you are about to read is my imaginative look into the facts of July 9th 1918, the day the whistles cried; one of the saddest days that Nashville, Tennessee, has ever seen.Â
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Product details
Paperback: 278 pages
Publisher: Ideas into Books WESTVIEW (June 19, 2014)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1628800402
ISBN-13: 978-1628800401
Product Dimensions:
6 x 0.6 x 9 inches
Shipping Weight: 12 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
Average Customer Review:
4.4 out of 5 stars
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I first became aware of the Dutchman's Curve Train Wreck the day the Historical Marker was dedicated in 2008.Being a long time resident of West Nashville and having the Greenway a literal block from my front door, I had no idea, until then, that this trail I had walked hundreds of times was the same location where this tragic event took place a century ago.The first section of the book presents the well-researched timeline leading up and including 'The Wreck'. Just as engaging is the remainder of the read; 'Placing Blame'. Here the author uses actual transcripts from the 1920 trial in Nashville: the widow of the deceased engineer vs. the NC&StL Railway. Well written and filled with reminders of how interesting and important our history is (especially local history).
The book was a good read about the things that happen in Nashville,TN.
Got for my son-in-law and he loved it.
Very interesting and well written.
Delivery was on time, and product was as described.
Very interesting.
Nice work
I am reading the book now. It is a very good book. I would recommend it to anyone who likes to read history. I was born in this area where the wreck happened.
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