Abandoned for half a century, the old Rockaway Beach Branch of the Long Island Railroad is stirring debate today as opposing visions for its future emerge. Before it’s reactivated to serve beleaguered Queens commuters, or converted to the Queensway, (a linear park similar to Manhattan’s High Line), the track remains a 3.5 mile wilderness, with more than a few secrets scattered among the ruins.
At the northern edge of Forest Park, the rails terminate in a parking lot, where antiquated electrical towers have been adapted as streetlights. Across the Union Turnpike, there’s a plot of land that may be the most obscure section of the Rockaway Branch, a triangular junction wedged between a dilapidated warehouse and a complex of baseball diamonds. A well-trod path leading into the place quickly dissolves into a tangle of branches; the plant life is especially lush here, and difficult to navigate.
Standing in the shadows just beyond the diamond’s edge, you’re practically invisible, in a world between worlds, and right at your feet, dozens of baseballs bloom from the earth like mushrooms…
This is the place the balls go where you can’t get them back, each a martyr and a monument to a home run that may have taken place decades ago or just this morning. Stripped of their leather casing, the older specimens reveal a second skin of frayed cotton yarn. The most ancient are unrecognizable, corrupted to a truffle-like core of black, scabrous rubber. Together, they linger in a bizarre kind of afterlife, populating the century-old tracks of a forgotten railroad—when a place is left alone, the past piles up.
Check out the gallery below for an education in baseball construction, and decay…
WOW AMAZING ARTICLE! WELL DONE!
I grew up playing baseball on the field back in the 80’s, It’s a shame to end like this.
This is cool. In June I’m driving out to photograph Tesla’s old lab in Long Island. Would you like to join me?
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haha those pics of the baseballs are great, almost scandalous!
My friend got caught by an undercover cop there!! He was only taking pictures…. the cop searched him and asked for his i.d. and arrested him….. So be careful!!!
Searched him, asked for his i.d., and arrested him****
on what charge? trespassing?
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On twiter, follow a dear family member’s organization and their efforts to turn a dilapidated former rail line into a park: @TheQueensWay