this is where the old train station used to be. you would never know, except that they’ve left behin

this is where the old train station used to be. you would never know, except that they’ve left behind some rusty station signs from the next town over. I know it’s hard to imagine, but there was a small building here, train tracks, and a crossing gate. when I lived in this town ten years ago, my parents came for a visit. we took the train from Ichinoseki to Rikuzentakata, and then walked from the station to my apartment since it wasn’t very far. while walking home, we were met by one of my students who came running up to us with a bag of apples. she’d heard my parents were in town and wanted to welcome them. it had been less than 20 minutes since we stepped off the train and I hadn’t told anyone what time we were getting in. i still have have no idea how she knew. maybe that’s how all small towns are. i wouldn’t know because i didn’t grow up in one. that’s probably why I enjoyed living here so much. when I taught at the fishery high school two days out of the week, I would take the train home. I don’t know why, but my walks from the station are some of my most vivid memories of this town. when I was taking these pictures, I noticed a car parked along the old station street. nobody was around except for this guy sitting alone in his car. I wondered if he came here often and what memories, if any, he had of the train station. -- source link

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