It used to be that you drove down a long, rather elegant and rather too
large street that took one straight down to the planned extension of the
Rock Creek Parkway, "Beach Drive". (The extension never materialized.) One
then crossed the main highway, State 586 and descended into the valley of
Rock Creek, and when one got to Rock Creek, one turned right on a rutted
little earth-and-gravel road that ran past a filled with the rusting
hulks of old Model-Ts, which still remain. After a bit, this connected with
Halpine Road, which ran up to the tracks, across from which was the building
where mom worked. In Hurricane Agnes, mostly notable for raining nearly 40
days and nights as it disintegrated over the region and refused to go away,
Halpine Road, chunks of the bank where the old road ran, and the drive to it
across the creek, all got washed out, and were never replaced. 30 years
later you can walk into those woods in that section of the Rock Creek Park
and find huge playing fields, largely abandoned and unkempt, populated only
by homeless, mostly. The former Halpine Road segment is an immense gully
carved into the clay, a 20 foot drop-off in places. From the bottom, one can
look up and spot the old drain grates hanging from curb remnants. Ah,
beautiful downtown Rockville. Twinbrook Hell. 

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