Cool pic as it looks exactly like a bridge we went over to visit Grandma as a kid. Think it was the Bogue Chitto river, maybe not, and Dad always had tales, like once he took us over the OLD bridge, wooden 2 x 12's laid sideways, longer ones lengthwise that you strived to keep the wheels on, NO RAILINGS, one car at a time. Damn, scary. He also always told the tale of a bobcat that lived in the wood and howled and sounded exactly like "a woman being murdered". Dad was great fun on a dark country road.Similar to the dangerous toys on Robot Nine, this was in the days of noi seat belts, when I would take the trip riding in the nook above the back seat, just below th rear glass, my three siblings on the seat and Mom and Dad in the front. Thankfully Dad never had to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting a bobcat or anything.Alan
Yeah.. I've often thought about the dangerous things we've done as kids..lol
Good thing those old cars were built like tanks! My husband's family of 10 used to pile in their family car and drive from IL to OK to see family. Can you imagine that with no MP3s or portable DVD players??
I love this picture! I think bridges are so awesome.
Why do we love bridges? Maybe because we all want to cross over Jordan. Aloha friend!
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