I haven’t been over a big bridge in 42 days. But who’s counting. I usually don’t but I was curious. I was deleting photos and saw the ones I’d taken of the Throgs Neck Bridge. I wasn’t driving of course. My husband was. I looked hard at the photos to figure out in detail what … Continue reading Feeling the Throgs Neck Bridge
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My First Memory of Gephyrophobia
I've read that a fear of bridges like other phobias may, for some people, begin with a traumatic event. I can't think of a specific event... being in a car accident on a bridge, dangling from the side, witnessing an event or even reading about one. I can only think of always having been afraid … Continue reading My First Memory of Gephyrophobia
That Dam Bridge
Three years ago, I attempted to walk over this dam bridge over the Colorado River, the second highest bridge in the United States. The bridge was built in 2010 and connects Nevada and Arizona to bypass the Hoover Dam. The distance across the bridge is roughly the same as 2 average-length par 4s on the golf … Continue reading That Dam Bridge
Life is Full of Surprises
"What IS that?’ I asked my husband. He was driving. I was gazing ahead slightly east. I said it like you would when you see something grotesque or disturbing like a cat flattened in the road. You know what you’re seeing but you hope your eyes and brain are processing it all wrong. “Was there … Continue reading Life is Full of Surprises
Island Living
My lifelong fear of bridges wasn’t quite so apparent until I moved to Long Island 14 years ago. I arrived and then realized if I wanted to leave, I had to cross either the: The 142-foot high, 2910- foot long Throgs Neck Bridge over the East River OR The 135-foot high, 3770- foot Whitestone Bridge … Continue reading Island Living
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