Beanery Online Literary Magazine

September 10, 2010

The Twin Towers



M. I. Marcum

     The World Trade Center, from its earliest conception, held a unique place in the heart of New Yorkers. There were many opposed to the project because it would diminish their cherished landmark, the Empire State Building. Others were excited by the challenge of building, not one but two monuments of such unknown scale.

     The Twin Towers, as they became known, slowly rose higher and higher until they overshadowed the skyline of Manhattan. They could be seen for miles. It was difficult to encompass the scale of their massiveness as you stood looking up from ground level.

     Still, many were reluctant to embrace them as part of the New York City, which they knew and loved. Others streamed to take the ride to the very heights. My sister was one of those people. She described to me an adventure, an experience of incomparable wonder. She insisted I visit the restaurant located on the very top floor to enjoy what she had seen. I promised I would one day.

     The years went by. The Towers became not just tourist attractions but an important piece of New York’s business and commerce, employing thousands of people that streamed to its offices from surrounding states and boroughs and Long Island. People you saw on the Long Island Railroad, on the expressway, in the restaurants, at the hot dog stands, shopping at Macy’s.

     Then on that beautiful September day, the Towers (more…)

November 9, 2009

Ghost on Laurel Mountain (PA)



Diana Hunt

     The greatest Allegheny County scandal at the start of the 20th century involved a woman connected to Laughlintown, Pennsylvania, three and a half miles east of Ligonier.

     On April 12, 1901, an attempted burglary and a murder were committed in a store and the adjoining home of Thomas Kahney, in Mt. Washington, a part of Pittsburgh overlooking the city from high atop the hills. The crime was committed by (more…)

May 18, 2009

History reridden—The Pony Express


Ronald J. Shafer

        The morning sun still hung low in the sky as the Chevy pickup pulled into the parking area, where a small sign read “Pony Express Stop.” Rider 278 looked at one of the spaces near the front, then remembered the trailer he towed. He eased the truck and trailer onto the grass at the edge of the lot, walked to the back of the trailer, and lowered the ramp, before glancing toward the intersection of routes 30 and 981. Not many cars on the road today, he thought, running a hand through his blond hair. Maybe folks are celebrating the Fourth of July a day early.

     He walked inside, talked to his horse and patted the pinto before backing the animal down the ramp. As usual, the gelding didn’t (more…)