Thoughts and prayers go out to those affected directly and indirectly by yesterday’s tragic bridge collapse in Minneapolis. I first heard the news from my uncle, a long-time St. Paul resident who called early in the evening. When I recognized his voice, I asked, casually, “How’s everything with you?”
“I’m feeling very lucky,” he replied. “I was on that bridge three hours earlier.” There but for the grace of God...
(Sis, he wanted me to pass along best regards to you. I’m doing it here, okay?)
I imagine there are many people who feel very lucky to have either just been off that bridge - or to not have reached it before it collapsed. I'm glad for your uncle, Velvet.
ReplyDeleteNot to be flippant, but it looks like my fear of driving over bridges isn't so laughable anymore. I can't imagine the trauma people went through.
ReplyDeleteYou have heard of bridge over troubled waters? From what we are hearing...we have lots of troubled bridges over our waters.
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