Still, some things, like this old railroad bridge, remain to remind us of the world that once was. This bridge is but a small piece of the jigsaw puzzle known as Sun River Valley. Most of the important landmarks and historical places in the Sun River Valley are dilapidated, run down, or gone. Extinct from the earth and no longer a part of the generational hand-down of memories, these things often die with the people who remember them. Efforts to keep the monuments alive now exist, but I only wish they would have been started long before now.
Personal experience is the soul of a town.
Such places in our tiny communities should be preserved and taken seriously. I see the gazebo condemned and broken. Once it was the intersection of hundreds of lives, a combination fast food drive-in and gas station. I wonder how many years before it is carted off to the dump with no more regard than for any piece trash we discard every day. At one time it was the focal point of activity and many people have memories of what happened there.