Every bridge along the Merritt Parkway in Connecticut is 1930’s Art Deco. Each bridge is different, and a piece of art. I had my iPhone on the dashboard of the car, hoping to capture some beauties.
The trip had many other bridges. All were very different. Each was beautiful in their own way. I couldn’t help but think about the commonalities with people. We are all different and beautiful in our own way.
The best part of our journey was bridging the years with dear friends, hubby’s Commanding Officer in the Navy back in the 70’s and his wonderful wife. They came to our wedding in 1976. We keep in touch.
Long live bridges.