Here’s another flashback. The 1988 San Francisco earthquake. I remember with horror the images of complete devastation. In the videos and movies that followed were scenes from the collapsed Bay Bridge and the amazing rescues. Unfortunately far too many died.
I wouldn’t drive over the bridge and I conveniently avoided it during my two day stay. But never fear, my daughter just happened to find her way there. I sat in the passenger seat cringing at the memories of this collapsed bridge nearly 20 years before. Oh, and this was before I overcame my fear of bridges. It’s a wonder I survived.
San Francisco, California