Ohio State Route 239

Ohio State Route 239

State Route 239 (SR 239, OH 239) is a short north–south state highway in the southern part of the U.S. state of Ohio. The southern terminus of State Route 239 is at U.S. Route 52, and its northern terminus is at the State Route 73/State Route 104 duplex. Both endpoints are situated near West Portsmouth.

Created in the mid 1920s, State Route 239 mainly provides access from the southbound direction of the State Route 73/State Route 104 duplex to westbound U.S. Route 52, and vice versa. The highway is also prone to flooding during heavy rains, which are created by the backups of Scioto River water flowing into Ohio River.

Read more about Ohio State Route 239:  Route Description, History, Major Intersections, State Route 239D

Other articles related to "ohio state route 239, state, state route 239, route":

Ohio State Route 239 - State Route 239D
... State Route 239D (SR 239D, OH 239D) is the designation that ODOT has applied to the 0.28-mile (0.45 km) long one-way ramp that connects southbound State Route 239 with westbound U.S ... Route 52 at the southern end of the state route ...

Famous quotes containing the words state, route and/or ohio:

    While the State becomes inflated and hypertrophied in order to obtain a firm enough grip upon individuals, but without succeeding, the latter, without mutual relationships, tumble over one another like so many liquid molecules, encountering no central energy to retain, fix and organize them.
    Emile Durkheim (1858–1917)

    A route differs from a road not only because it is solely intended for vehicles, but also because it is merely a line that connects one point with another. A route has no meaning in itself; its meaning derives entirely from the two points that it connects. A road is a tribute to space. Every stretch of road has meaning in itself and invites us to stop. A route is the triumphant devaluation of space, which thanks to it has been reduced to a mere obstacle to human movement and a waste of time.
    Milan Kundera (b. 1929)

    This fair homestead has fallen to us, and how little have we done to improve it, how little have we cleared and hedged and ditched! We are too inclined to go hence to a “better land,” without lifting a finger, as our farmers are moving to the Ohio soil; but would it not be more heroic and faithful to till and redeem this New England soil of the world?
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)