A Very Long Bridge

This bridge, on N Willamette Blvd., is where the street crosses the railroad cut, and is one I cross almost every time I go for a walk. The 5 or 6 signs of protest against police brutality are slowly disappearing, I'm sorry to say. But, what's also disappearing is masks. You find yourself half-way across the bridge when someone at the other end heads your way, mask-less. Or, a runner quietly comes up from behind and passes you very nearly brushing your shoulder, mask-less. It really is going to be you taking care of your own self: wear a mask; others may not.