The 116 year old Lawrenceburg Hotel looms in the background as Lackawanna 1074 leads NS 289 through town. This scene used to be complimented with the depot, which stood between the mainline and the house track (where the 8770 is setting). This is my hometown, and I spent (what seems like) the majority of my childhood right here watching trains and learning more about 19R train orders and how a RR was run than any child probably needed to know. Today, the hotel still watches the trains roll through town, but the Southern RR, and more importantly the people that ran it, are nothing but a fond memory.