Gun Hill Road (IRT White Plains Road Line)

Gun Hill Road is an express station on the IRT White Plains Road Line of the New York City Subway. Located in the Bronx at the intersection of Gun Hill and White Plains Roads, it is served by the 2 train at all times while the 5 train provides additional rush hour service in the peak direction.

This station opened on March 3, 1917 as a bi-level station, for IRT White Plains Road Line subway service. The upper level has always been used and the lower level was used by the IRT Third Avenue Line from October 4, 1920 to April 29, 1973. The upper level has three tracks and two island platforms, while the lower level had two tracks and one wide island platform. North of the station, the lower level tracks rose and joined, making a five track line for a short distance. From west to east, they were as follows: main southbound local, Third Avenue southbound, main center express, Third Avenue northbound, main northbound local.

A refurbishing project in 2004-06 removed the Third Avenue el level and upgraded the station with a new station house at street level. It is at the corner of Gun Hill Road and White Plains Road while the original was one short block north at East 211th Street. New escalators and elevators now make this station ADA-accessible.

Famous quotes containing the words gun, hill, road, white and/or plains:

    Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?
    Harvey Thew, screenwriter, John Bright, screenwriter, and Lowell Sherman. Lady Lou (Mae West)

    A common and natural result of an undue respect for law is, that you may see a file of soldiers, colonel, captain, corporal, privates, powder-monkeys, and all, marching in admirable order over hill and dale to the wars, against their wills, ay, against their common sense and consciences, which makes it very steep marching indeed, and produces a palpitation of the heart.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)

    Down the road someone is practicing scales,
    The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails,
    Louis MacNeice (1907–1963)

    A white face goes with a white mind. Occasionally a black face goes with a white mind. Very seldom a white face will have a black mind.
    Nikki Giovanni (b. 1943)

    When I say artist I don’t mean in the narrow sense of the word—but the man who is building things—creating molding the earth—whether it be the plains of the west—or the iron ore of Penn. It’s all a big game of construction—some with a brush—some with a shovel—some choose a pen.
    Jackson Pollock (1912–1956)