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By Bill Hodge, Executive Director As I laid in my hammock, literally on the edge of the Linville Gorge, my attempts to sleep alluding me, I found myself captivated by the low rumble and eventual high-pitch whistle of a train passing, somewhere down ‘off the mountain’. It was odd to me, that here in this Wilderness, being aware of those mechanical sounds of man that I was not more irritated. I had nothing but time, so I gave it a thought or two. The connection between man and