An Era Is About To Be Over
But it’s time. The new bridge is almost complete and while it’s not vehicle-ready yet, you could walk across it with ease. Everything seems to be ready for the last stages of work. Due date is sometime in November and the builder says it’s on schedule. After it’s opened, maybe I won’t feel so nostalgic.
After all, the Carey Avenue Bridge was a pleasant bridge, even though it had holes in it and you could see river water. It’s still the Carey Avenue Bridge, by the way, even though it no longer connects with Carey Avenue and has been renamed “1st Battalion, 109th Field Artillery Pennsylvania Army National Guard Bridge.”
At least the Eighth Street Bridge still connects with 8th Street and is barely twenty feet south of the bridge Where Most People Pray.
I often wonder about bridges. They are made of concrete – you know, sand and cement stuff and maybe some rocks inside; maybe some rebar strengthening rods. All supplied and built by the lowest bidders. Occasionally I wonder what kind of job they did, how much care they put into constructing the bridge.