Here’s Johnny’s Bridge all over again, images taken on the morning’s bike ride. They’ve been replacing the bridge over the past two weeks, and aren’t done yet. I think I told you about the history of Johnny’s Bridge and how it brought us together with the local historian? After I asked around on how it got that name, Bob, of Bob’s corner Store and Texaco fame, directed us to the man who has been the community bridge to its own history.
I see no bulges indicating possible bodies buried in cement. Perhaps the grownups who once, as children, told me their story of how the bridge was named weren’t among those working on it this past week. They may have been, but I’m too timid to ask.