River Bridge across the Shoshone River near my boyhood home after replacing the bridge
Original river bridge across Shoshone River near my boyhood home. The bridge was constructed from original railroad bridges. The bridge was one-way. In the summer, my sister Elizabeth and I climbed down on the middle pier and fished for suckers. We never caught any. Neighborhood daredevils climbed to the top of the bridge and walked along the beams. Not me.