Uploaded July 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
The rusty but trusty K. and I. bridge brings back nostalgic memories. Happiness was when my Dad would head over that bridge on the way to Fontaine Ferry Park. Mom in the front seat next to my Dad, my younger sister and I in the back seat anticipating the great fun that lay ahead (this was in the 50s).
The bridge has long-since stopped carrying car traffic, but trains still use it regularly.
The rusty but trusty K. and I. bridge brings back nostalgic memories. Happiness was when my Dad would head over that bridge on the way to Fontaine Ferry Park. Mom in the front seat next to my Dad, my younger sister and I in the back seat anticipating the great fun that lay ahead (this was in the 50s).
The bridge has long-since stopped carrying car traffic, but trains still use it regularly.
