Nereid Avenue (formerly East 238th Street), is a local station on the IRT White Plains Road Line of the New York City Subway, located at the intersection of Nereid Avenue (East 238th Street) and White Plains Road in the Bronx. It is served by the 2 train at all times, and it is the northern terminal for some peak-direction rush-hour 5 trains. Northbound 2 trains terminate at the next stop, Wakefield – 241st Street.
This station has three tracks and two side platforms. At the north end of the station, the northbound track ascends to pass over yard leads, while the others descend. A three story tower is located north of the station which has an old blue and white letter sign "Warning — Do not lean over edge of Platform." North of this tower, two yard tracks enter the line from the 239th Street Yard. The 5 trains originate from the yard during AM Rush Hour and head into the yard during the PM Rush Hour. Trains stored in the yard from the PM rush hour trips are used on the next AM Rush Hour trips.
The 2006 artwork here is called Leaf of Life by Noel Copeland.
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