The ruins of Centralia Pennsylvania no longer exists on some maps. The story began sometime in 1962 along the outskirts of town when trash was burned in the pit of an abandoned strip mine, which connected to a coal vein running near the surface. The burning trash caught the exposed vein of coal on fire. The fire was thought to be extinguished but it apparently wasn’t when it erupted in the pit a few days later. Again the fire was doused with water for hours and thought to be out. But it wasn’t. The coal then began to burn underground. That was in 1962. For the next two decades, workers battled the fire, flushing the mines with water and fly ash, excavated the burning material and dug trenches, backfilled, drilling again and again in an attempt to find the boundaries of the fire and plan to put the fire out or at least contain it.
All efforts failed to do either as government officials delayed to take any real action to save the village. By the early 1980s the fire had affected approximately 200 acres and homes had to be abandoned as carbon monoxide levels reached life threatening levels. An engineering study concluded in 1983 that the fire could burn for another century or even more and “could conceivably spread over an area of approximately 3,700 acres.”
As time passed, each feeble attempt to do anything to stop the fire or help the residents of Centralia would cost more and more due to the fires progression. Over 47 years and 40 million dollars later the fire still burns through old coal mines and veins under the town and the surrounding hillsides on several fronts. The fire, smoke, fumes and toxic gases that came up through the back yards, basements and streets of Centralia literally ripped the town apart. Most of the homes were condemned and residents were relocated over the years with grants from the federal government although some die-hards refused to be bought out and some still remain in the town.
lol…I honestly wouldn’t mind seeing this place.[/quote]
And with us both being black, our chances of survival are…slim to none. But one of us would have to live. Probably me. I’d probably trip you and then run.
And with us both being black, our chances of survival are…slim to none. But one of us would have to live. Probably me. I’d probably trip you and then run.
ROAD TRIP![/quote]
Just make sure you bring a broken radio and a weak-ass flashlight. I have the Benelli and Glock.
And with us both being black, our chances of survival are…slim to none. But one of us would have to live. Probably me. I’d probably trip you and then run.
ROAD TRIP!
Just make sure you bring a broken radio and a weak-ass flashlight. I have the Benelli and Glock. [/quote]
And I’ll make the black stereotype comments “Nah bitch, you crazy”. “Oh no she didn’t”
“What up with that?”
We just need a White Guy brave enough to go into the woods by himself. coughs WhiteFlash
This building on the highway straight up reminds me of the opening of either Silent Hill 1 or 2 games…can’t quite remember. Supposedly,this was a wash station for miners to clean up before they went home…very creepy.
