Last week I wrote that maybe I’d become desensitized to crossing bridges because I wasn’t feeling the nervousness I normally had when driving over long, high bridges like the Whitestone and the Throgs Neck. Of course, being a passenger is different and currently I don’t have the wherewithal to attempt the driving. I don’t know … Continue reading No Control
Throgs Neck Bridge
Feeling the Throgs Neck Bridge
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
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
Gephyrophobiac 