Sadly, the bridge burned down a short time later and was never rebuilt. I did a second drawing later. At one point, the postcards were in the local museum. That was cool. I assume they are still there. I
Yesterday. I visited the bridge for the first time since high school. It's sad to see it as a burned out skeleton. The weird part was that I remember the river being wider. Funny how memory works, huh?
It was a nice trip down memory lane. I remember the excitement of being part of this movement to save the old bridge. It was especially thrilling to be asked to contribute the artwork for the postcards.
|The original fundraising postcard. 1986, I believe.|
Before and after.
|The second postcard.|
|Me posing with my framed postcards.|
|My framed postcards.|