It was one year ago today that a major bridge fell into the Mississippi River just a few miles from where I work. As a child I remember having a reoccuring nightmare about driving across a bridge that had a large portion missing and falling to the river below, so having a bridge fall like that so close to home has had a lasting effect on me. One year later I am still nervous as I cross any of the bridges in the area, especially ones that are in very poor shape like the Hastings bridge that I had to cross twice to get to Carpenter Nature Center and back today. My only thought these days when I cross a bridge is can I get off fast enough to not get caught when it colapses. I guess that I am just paranoid but if you look at the pictures below, that I took last year after the collapse, then maybe you can see why.
A new bridge is scheduled to be opened in October. The new bridge will help with the traffic situation but it will not be able to bring back the people who lost their lives that day.