Strong Foundations

You've heard me talk a lot about 'where things used to be' over the last couple of months. This Fall, I've spent a lot of time driving around and visiting old haunts. It's amazing how much things have changed, but how some stay the same. This old bridge looks the same to me. It's a leftover relic from the formation of Barkley Lake and the dam.

Mom, Grandma and I used to fish from this side of the water years ago. It looks pretty much the same except some of the trees are a lot bigger now. I can remember being too scared to fish here and would often head to a lower spot on the bank.

It doesn't take nature long to 'take back' the road. But the foundation of the bridge is still there after all these years. I can close my eyes and still see Grandma in her fuzzy 'fishing hat'. I guess strong foundations make for strong memories. Have a great day!