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Letter: Ode to old bridge

It was very early in the morning when Kathleen and I had finished our bar shift at the Hotel Colorado’s Red Garter Room in the mid-’70s. We were walking home across the bridge, saw a highway crew line striping the bridge. Good idea, we thought, and we stood to watch them work. It was then we realized that they were changing the striping. Where there had once been two lanes, there were now four. That’s going to be fun with the semis, we agreed. And that bridge is still standing. Still handling an incredible load of weight. And all we seem to do is complain. So, the next time you drive over the Grand Avenue bridge, send it a little mental thank-you, or yell “thank you” out the window of your car, or play her your favorite song — loudly.

Thank you, amazing bridge, for all the times we didn’t fall into the Colorado, thank you for all the times we didn’t plummet onto I-70, thank you for being steadfast and doing your best, thank you being an iconic image of our valley, thank you for surviving those extra buckets of paint, and a few more vehicles.

Barbara Bush

Carbondale


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