Staten Island Railway
The Stated Island Railway operates a 19 track freight yard. It lies west of the Chemical Coast Line in Elizabeth and east of the combined NEC and North Jersey Coast Lines in Linden, with the SIR line's grade separated flyover of the NEC being just north of the Linden station. It is also situated between U.S. Route 1/9 and Interstate 95, just south of Interstate 278 and north of ConocoPhillips' Linden Terminal facility which is part of its Bayway Refinery complex.
SIR freight traffic from Howland Hook Marine Terminal and the Staten Island Transfer Station at the site of the former Fresh Kills Landfill on Staten Island may pass through Linden Yard. Chemical traffic from the aptly named Chemical Coast Line may also use Linden Yard before heading west to either the Raritan Valley Line or the Conrail Lehigh Line.
The SIR Line from Cranford to Staten Island over the Arthur Kill Bridge was originally constructed by the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad from 1889 to 1890.
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