The way we were
All around the province there are remnants. If you go for a walk along the shore, and I warn you, it is a long walk, you can see many lighthouses. Each one unique to its location. Each one required for navigation by the ships. I believe that all of the remaining light houses are automated which means that a whole section of the economy has been retired. Nowadays, ships are not dependant on these beacons. I am trying to imagine if there are other means of transportation that are no longer as important. Obviously, the automobile has remained in place but I can remember when the bus to town was a part of our lives. There was even a designated bedroom at my grandmother’s house kept in place for the bus driver to spend the night, at the end of a run. Instead, we have traded it all in on a large bridge that does not even belong to the country. Sure, the country built the bridge but then gave it away. Right now they’re trying to find a buyer for the construction yard where the sections of that bridge were fabricated. Decades have gone by with no closure to this. My own take on this, is that we do not do a very good job of keeping our transportation systems running for a very long time. In particular, the loss of the railroad leaves me with a lot of unanswered questions. This was a vibrant system with hundreds, nay thousands of people working. Now just something between the pages of a good book.
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