Geography
Carrier Mills is located at 37°41′13″N 88°37′45″W / 37.68694°N 88.62917°W / 37.68694; -88.62917 (37.686923, -88.629149).
According to the 2010 census, the village has a total area of 1.22 square miles (3.2 km2), of which 1.21 square miles (3.1 km2) (or 99.18%) is land and 0.01 square miles (0.026 km2) (or 0.82%) is water.
Carrier Mills sits upon a heavily undermined hillside that overlooks a shallow flatland to the south, where its sister community of Lakeview was built in a region of swampy land drained by the South Fork of the Saline River. In the distance, two ridges of the Shawnee Hills can be seen from town in a distinct blue haze.
The village is split into two distinct sections with Washington Street being the only main east-west oriented avenue connecting them. In between the two sections is the elevated New York Central Railroad bed, now the Tunnel Hill State Trail, on a large swath of grass, and the now defunct streetcar bypass on Carline Street, splitting the village in a southwest to northeast angle. Downtown is located in the southwest corner, the largest section of the village to the northwest, and East End to the southeast, US Route 45 borders the southern edge, giving Carrier Mills it's distinctive 'L' shape.
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