Okers.
Reading through the local history of where I live, the original bridge had been wood, and had wooden pilings.
A "small" flood tore the bridge away and left the pilings.
(One lone piling still remains not far from where the grist mill sat, grist mill also went down the creek in the flood.)
They had a ferry running for awhile, until the bridge was replaced.
Then the bridge was replaced yet again by the WPA in 1936.
The 1936 vintage bridge was the one recently torn up and replaced.
:(
Gather round gals, this is a quick orienteering for Hudobna, here in our excellent thread.
Here sits one of the freeform chat threads, and it has it's own ambience and feel.
A place to kick back, relax, and laugh.
This thread has had many visitors, and it's 'usual band of suspects', and one will generally comment that there seems to be some strange influence on people venturing into this thread.
Pay that no mind as that is just a rumor.
*chuckle*
I'm not very good at being a tour guide, and indeed it wouldn't be fair to others for me to make the attempt.
Feel free to wander about the thread, ask questions, and enjoy the rumors and speculation abut whether or not I am alive or dark reanimated dead.
(Sorry, had to toss the thread joke in there.)