Seeing this bridge brings back a lot of memories, for as a child I walked it every day and my uncle had a mill / dam and I would go there to fish or skip rocks. During the winter all the kids would ice skate. My uncle would take his tractor and plow the snow off by the bridge so the kids could skate all threw the wintertime. Keeping the snow off in “Iowa” was know easy job. Before this it was my parents turn. Swimming, fishing, and for the brave, jumping off. This is what it looks like now.