Rating:
5 votes

Edna Collings Covered Bridge 14-67-06

Photos 

Overview

Photo taken by Tom Hall

BH Photo #102958

Map 

Facts 

Overview
Covered bridge over Little Walnut Creek on CR 450N
Location
Putnam County, Indiana
Status
Open to traffic
History
Built 1922 by Charles Hendrix
Builder
- Charles Hendrix
Design
Covered Burr arch-truss
Dimensions
Length of largest span: 80.0 ft.
Total length: 84.0 ft.
Deck width: 14.4 ft.
Vertical clearance above deck: 13.3 ft.
Recognition
Eligible for the National Register of Historic Places
Approximate latitude, longitude
+39.72750, -86.97633   (decimal degrees)
39°43'39" N, 86°58'35" W   (degrees°minutes'seconds")
Approximate UTM coordinates
16/502028/4397513 (zone/easting/northing)
Quadrangle map:
Clinton Falls
Inventory numbers
INNBI 6700086 (Indiana bridge number on the National Bridge Inventory)
WGCB 14-67-06 (World Guide to Covered Bridges number)
BH 16933 (Bridgehunter.com ID)
Inspection (as of 03/2015)
Deck condition rating: Satisfactory (6 out of 9)
Superstructure condition rating: Fair (5 out of 9)
Substructure condition rating: Satisfactory (6 out of 9)
Appraisal: Functionally obsolete
Sufficiency rating: 35.7 (out of 100)
Average daily traffic (as of 2015)
181

Categories 

Built 1922 (613)
Built during 1920s (8,770)
Burr arch-truss (291)
Charles Hendrix (1)
Covered (1,353)
Indiana (4,198)
NR-eligible (3,971)
One-lane traffic (7,424)
Open (36,585)
Owned by county (18,855)
Putnam County, Indiana (78)
Select (535)
Span length 75-100 feet (5,805)
Structurally deficient (18,433)
Through truss (12,899)
Total length 75-100 feet (5,942)
Truss (29,448)
Wooden deck (5,864)

Update Log 

  • June 14, 2017: New photos from Tom Phelan
  • July 10, 2014: New photos from Andrew Raker
  • November 9, 2010: New photo from Bill Eichelberger
  • December 10, 2008: Updated by Anthony Dillon: Name correction
  • October 23, 2006: Posted photos from Tom Hall

Sources 

Comments 

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted March 19, 2011, by Steven J. Suiter (sjsuiter [at] yahoo [dot] com)

Found some interesting information about this bridge.

http://www.countyhistory.com/coveredbridge/putnam5.htm

Could this be the first historical instance when an ugly concrete bridge was replaced by a beautiful covered bridge?!?

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted October 10, 2010, by Mara (daddyslttlgirl17 [at] yahoo [dot] com)

I actually went to the bridge last night with some friends. And when we were parked on the bridge we also heard faint footsteps and tapping on the roof and passenger side of the vehicle. As another vehicle was up under the bridge we noticed a blue orb going around their vehicle which they also saw around ours. As we were heading home, my friend noticed tiny hand prints on the inside window. We stopped at Burger King to check it out and on the outside there was not a single mark, only on the inside. We looked on top of the roof and also noticed finger marks on there also. We took pictures and headed back home. I know for a fact those hand prints were not there before because recently I had cleaned out my car washing windows inside and out so that really gave proof that it came from Edna. As my friend got to looking at the pictures, she noticed in the photos of the windows you could see an older woman in a Victorian style dress. One photo she looks sad and the next she is looking in another photo and looks mean. We were all wondering where this woman came from or what relation she maybe had. Definitely a haunted place worth checking out! If you don't think anything happened check your windows once you leave.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 30, 2010, by Jason D. Smith (JDSmith77 [at] gmx [dot] net)

I was informed indirectly of the work that was posted on the website under this bridge profile and had a chance to take a look at it this afternoon, while waiting for my train to take me home from work. Some comments I have on the work consist of the following:

1. I have to agree with the rest of the critics as to saying that the story should not have been posted on this website in the first place, let alone under this bridge for reasons that:

a. the setting of the story was out of state and not even close to being in the state where the covered bridge is located (the setting of the story was in Michigan- the covered bridge is in Indiana) and

b. The Bridgehunter website is devoted to the history and story of bridges, both past and present. I can understand if this story was centered around the bridge, just like with the Bridges of Madison Co. (Iowa). However it was disappointing to see that there was no mentioning of any bridge in this story. So from a pontist's point of view, the story is way out of place.

But looking at it from the view of an associate professor of English at a university in Germany, this story should have been submitted to a literary magazine, such as the Atlantic Monthly, etc., because of its fine quality and how the story was described in detail. Looking at it closely, one can see that these two characters (Jehrico and Ava) were in love since the very beginning, and over the years, they built this bridge of love that was big, sturdy, and durable enough to withstand even the toughest of conditions, the main ones being Jehrico's father going to prison and him and Ava separating for many years. Even when they were apart, they grew stronger, both as individuals as well as together as flesh and blood until they would finally meet again. As the old saying goes "What does not kill you makes you stronger and mightier than before." No act to keep them separated, let alone destroy this bridge of love would withstand this strength that grew among the two because love never fails. It always wins no matter what the circumstances are. That was why when they met again, they made sure that it was forever and they would never go through this painful process ever again.

I'm sure everyone has gone through this at one time or another: be it meeting someone that you fell in love with right away and then having to separate, or meeting someone that you like but then you disappear and you realize later that you actually ARE in love with the person, or something along those lines. But one has to remember that love has no limits. If you are in love with someone, you would allow love and life to take its course (prayers help speed the process sometimes) and eventually your love will come to you. This was the case here.

If I was to grade this work from a perspective of an English teacher, I would give it an A. If I was a pontist, I would give it a B (because of the fact that there was no bridge mentioned in here). But in any case, this is a fine piece of work that deserves more credit than being posted on this website, even though we really did enjoy it. At least I did.

I'll send a link around to some students and former students so that they have a look at it and perhaps they will add their two cents in the forum.

Thanks again and keep up the good work.

Greetings,

JS

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 28, 2010, by J.R. Manning (thekitchenguy [at] sbcglobal [dot] net)

I'll get out my pink-tinge camera to illustrate it.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 28, 2010, by Anthony Dillon (spansaver [at] hotmail [dot] com)

Maybe we could have her write us a short story with a bridge as the main character???

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 28, 2010, by J.R. Manning (thekitchenguy [at] sbcglobal [dot] net)

Not even a suspension of belief?

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 28, 2010, by Tom

I give her an F.

I read that entire thing and not once was Edna Collings or any other bridge mentioned. How disappointing.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 28, 2010, by J.R. Manning (thekitchenguy [at] sbcglobal [dot] net)

Wait'll the English professor gets a bridge engineering term paper tomorrow. At least the short story has some concrete concepts in it and spans a wide river of time.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 28, 2010, by Anthony Dillon (spansaver [at] hotmail [dot] com)

Ummmmmm.............

Jason, being as your the teacher here........I'm gonna let you grade this one........

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted April 28, 2010, by lauren (sheaxphillips [at] yahoo [dot] com)

Short Story

04-23-10

English 11-B

Shea Phillips

The Story of Barefoot Alley

It all started in the little town of Westdale Michigan, a quiet friendly place to raise the perfect family. On the edge of that town was a small neighborhood called Barefoot Alley. That is where this remarkable story takes place. A little girl named Ava and a little boy named Jericho, unaware of their future, start their lives.

Barefoot Alley was the picture perfect neighborhood, all the houses where Beautiful and inviting. The yards were covered in trees and year round, it was a beautiful sight. In the winters, Barefoot Alley would resemble a winter wonderland as each branch caught the slowly falling snow. In the fall, it was almost magical as the leaves turned from red, to orange, to yellow, and then cover every inch of the earth. It was a nice place to retreat to, and only one mile out of town.

In this little neighborhood lived many close families. Ava’s household consisted of her mother, father and sister. Her Grandmother also lived in the hugest house in the neighborhood, just three doors down. Jericho’s father and grandparents also lived in the neighborhood. As the two grew older, they always had a spark between them and everyone could see it.

They would spend their childhood painting together, making forts, and swimming in the neighbor’s pool. The bond that these two had was something special. One day when Ava was eight and Jericho was nine he took her into the basement of her grandmother’s house and kneeled down on one knee and asked her to marry him.

As all children are naïve at one point or another, she smiled and said yes. These two kids had no idea what love was. All they knew was that that’s what people do in the movies. They spent that summer constantly together, but it was short lived.

Not all families are picture perfect, and that was a lesson learned that year when Jericho’s father, who meant the world to him, went to prison. Ava and Jericho were too young to understand but Ava’s mother sat the kids down and explained everything to them.

She said, “Everyone makes mistakes in life, but some mistakes are bigger than others and sometimes you have to pay for your mistakes. That doesn’t mean you are a bad person it just means you made a bad decision.”

Before either of them knew it, Jericho’s mother had come to take him away. Before Jericho left he said his goodbyes to his best friend Ava, and was on his way to Texas. Twenty hours apart, it was hard to keep in touch and they both kind of faded away. But each of them thought about each other from one time to another as their lives flew by.

Jericho came back every summer to visit his grandparents, who still resided in Barefoot Alley. He always made sure to stop by Ava’s house and say hello to her and her family. Each year he came back, he grew more and more. Pretty soon he was a young man and she was a young woman. They were both beautiful.

Ava’s hair grew long and dark and she had very natural beauty to her. All the girls at school envied her for many reasons. She had a great smile that went perfectly with her great personality. Jericho was tall, blonde and very handsome. At his school down in Texas he was the catch of the town, and he was very respectful to woman because of the way he was raised. They both had a lot going for them and a bright future ahead of them.

Time felt like it flew by and before they knew it they were almost adults. Ava was seventeen and Jericho was eighteen. Still thousands of miles apart from each other they stayed in contact over a social website called Facebook. They both caught themselves looking at the other’s photos and thinking about all their childhood memories, wishing they could go back and relive it all.

One day Ava was walking her dog through her neighborhood and as she walked past the house that Jericho used to live in she saw someone she remembered from years ago. As her eyes focused she realized who it was. It was Jericho’s father. She put two and two together and realized he must be out of prison. She smiled from ear to ear thinking in her head, “Maybe this means Jericho will come back.” She got so worked up and excited that she had to make herself stop thinking about it all. She went home that night and called Jericho and asked him about his father.

He told her that his father had gotten out of prison a week prior and that he was planning on coming back to Michigan for summer the second he graduated to make up for lost time with his dad. He was overly excited and couldn’t wait to get there. They reminisced about all their childhood memories and the fun things they used to do. There wasn’t a second that they didn’t have anything to talk about and before they knew it they had been on the phone for three hours, the whole time smiling and laughing. They both realized that night that there was still a spark between them and they both couldn’t wait to see each other again. Both of them went to bed that night with butterflies in their stomachs thinking about how amazing this upcoming summer will be.

Jericho’s personality synced perfectly with Ava’s and they grew closer and closer over the weeks. They talked on the phone for hours every night and the excitement grew stronger. Jericho would send flowers to Ava all the way from Texas. He was a true gentleman. Ava was as happy as she had ever been in her life. They both caught themselves thinking about each other every second of the day.

The days went by slower than ever as they counted down the seconds until they would be together again. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and before they knew it, it was June. Ava had something special planned for Jericho that he had no idea about. Jericho’s graduation day was June 7th, and she wanted to surprise him by showing up without him knowing. So she jumped on a plane by herself the day before his graduation and flew to Austin, Texas. From there she took a cab straight to his house. By that time it was getting dark outside and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.

She picked up her phone and dialed his number. He answers “Hey baby.” She could tell he was excited to hear from her. She replied, “Hey sweetie, what are you doing?” He said, “Oh nothing, just sitting in my room.” She could see a light on in a room in the front of the house. She said “The sky is beautiful tonight here in Michigan, go outside and tell me what it looks like there.” She hid behind a tree in his front yard and peeked out one side. She could see the silhouette of a person through the window of his house. He said, “I’m walking outside right now to check it out.” As he walked out the door her heart sank. She had been waiting for this moment for what it seemed like her whole life. He circled the yard with his head held up to the sky and the phone to his ear. He was wearing basketball shorts and an old t-shirt.

He said, “The sky is so beautiful here.” And she replied, “You are.” He laughed and said, “How do you know?” in a joking manner. She said, “Turn around.” He looked really confused and turned around slowly. And there she stood, with the phone in her hand, the light from her phone shining on her face. He couldn’t believe it was her.

He walked across the yard slowly as if he was almost afraid. Inside his heart was pounding out of his chest. As they came closer to each other they both ran into each others arms. They had been waiting on this moment for months, but to them it felt longer.

They spent the rest of the night laughing and talking. At times she would catch him just staring at her. She would ask, “Why are you looking at me that way?” and he would say, “Because I can’t believe I am sitting next to the most beautiful girl in the world.” That night they both agreed it was the best night of their lives, but in reality it was only the first.

The weekend flew by and pretty soon it was time for Ava to go back home to Michigan. It was hard for the both of them to leave but they said their goodbyes. As she walked into airport security, he told her, “See you soon.” She knew he wasn’t lying to her.

It only took Jericho a week to realize he couldn’t take being away from Ava and his father any longer. He packed up his old Berretta and headed north to Westdale, Michigan. The whole drive he had flutters of joy in his stomach just like he had felt when Ava surprised him. He couldn’t wait to see her again.

As he pulled into Barefoot Alley, the first stop he made was to Ava’s house. She was expecting him and she ran out her front door faster than she had ever and he met her halfway. They pretty much tackled each other from built up excitement. They both felt what they had was true.

Over that summer the two fell hard for each other, and Jericho told Ava he loved her. She was so happy when he finally said it because she felt the same way. Summer flew by and pretty soon the leaves began to fall. Ava knew what that meant, and it saddened her. They tried not to bring up the fact that he had college to attend, but it was hard for her not to think about it every time she saw his face.

Then one day Ava was sitting at home and she got a call from Jericho. He told her to come outside and to take a walk with him. He had something important to tell her. This scared her because she knew that time was a factor now.

They walked down the tiny paved road that ran through Barefoot Alley. They began to make small talk. Then Jericho grabbed her hand and kissed her passionately in the middle of the road. She was shocked but it was nice. When they released she felt something still in her hand. She looked down and there, dangling in her hand, were a set of keys. She didn’t understand, so she asked, “What’s this?” He replied, “It’s our future.” She was still confused. He said, “Would you like me to take you to our new apartment?” She smiled and jumped up and down as she realized this meant he wasn’t leaving her.

Within two weeks they were almost completely settled into their one bedroom, old apartment. The walls were thin and the carpet was worn but they didn’t care what it looked like they were just happy to be there together. Jericho went to a local college and Ava finished off school with straight A’s. They seemed to live the perfect life and everyone around them envied them for what they had. They had each other. And that’s the way it would stay, forever.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted November 21, 2009, by Anthony Dillon (spansaver [at] hotmail [dot] com)

Tom Collin(g)s and his friends were probably there too!

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted November 21, 2009, by Wayne Kizziar (wayne1701 [at] cableone [dot] net)

Mary Jane was the one smoking.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted November 21, 2009, by J.R. Manning (thekitchenguy [at] sbcglobal [dot] net)

It was probably a joint effort.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted November 21, 2009, by Anonymous

OK.......which one of you kids was smoking a cigarette when the picture was taken??

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted November 20, 2009, by Chris (cmlong2012 [at] yahoo [dot] com)

This is the only proof that one needs to know for a fact that Edna Collins Bridge is haunted. My friends and I tried the honking and turning off the car thing, but were unsuccessful. But we didn't want to go there for nothing so my buddy snapped a few photos. This first photo taken was about 30 seconds before the next one. In this first one, you can clearly see that nothing is there. Then in the next one, you can see an apparition of a girl with fairly long hair, holding something in her hands, and in the attire that a young girl in the 1920's would be expected to wear. There is also a very bright orb in the background on the left-hand side, perhaps another anomaly trying to manifest itself. This is undoubtable proof that Edna Collins Bridge is haunted.

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted June 21, 2009, by Cherae Pierce (cheraelovesyou [at] yahoo [dot] com)

a few friends that i lived with awhile back and i went to the bridge to find out more about it. at first i have never believed in ghosts or spirits but when we went to this bridge and parked in the middle of it, turned off the car and honked three times, my friends and i started to hear noises. noises that we could not even make out, and as i was sitting in the back of the vehicle to the right side of the car, i felt something cold touch my arm. it creeped me out so bad that we all had to leave. my friend on the left side in the back felt that edna was with us the whole time. there were finger prints and hand prints on the back of the car when we went home. my friends thought it was just theirs from touching it earlier that day, but it still lies a mystery to me because i know not all those hand prints came from them..

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted February 9, 2009, by molly may (molly_wilkerson [at] yahoo [dot] com)

my friends and i went there two nights in a row. the first night, we didnt park the car on the bridge, but we did stop infront of it and honked. nothing happend. then we got out and stood inside the bridge, very silent and we heard crying and moaning. we tried to record some stuff, but didnt get anything. sad, isnt it? the next we went with one more friend added to the car and this time we parked inside the bridge, turned the car and lights off, honked three times and waiting. after about a couple minutes, we heard thumping noises like someone was hitting the car and then we heard foot steps like something was walking around us. felt like we were moving, but the car was in park. we decided that was enough and left. then one of my friends said they felt cold air and something holding her pinking. we stopped at a gas station and we looked at her arm and there were marks like someone dug their nails into her skin. we did record while we were there and we actually got something. it turns out that she will leave the bridge and stay with you and then later on, go back to the bridge. my friend asked, 'are you going to follow me home?' and we heard two voices. a male and a little girls voice, both saying yes. we knew the little girls voice had to be edna, but the male voice is what creeps us out the most. i truely believe that the bridge is haunted. but im wanting to know where that male voice came from. and i want to know if anyone knows anything about edna collins. like the date of her death, where her grave is, and stuff like that. if anyone knows, email me.

xx, molly may

Edna Collings Covered Bridge
Posted January 8, 2009, by Tanner (tme1123 [at] aol [dot] com)

Me and 4 friens went to this bridge we thought people were jus kiddin about how it is haunted. We went there and we did the honkng and sat there for a minute when the locks started going up and down so we went a little outside of it and rolled down the windows and we heard eaither a faint scream or a laugh that is when we darted out of this bridge so if someone says its not haunted it is

Edna Collins Covered Bridge
Posted May 7, 2007, by Anthony Dillon (spansaver [at] hotmail [dot] com)

The last name has recently been corrected for this bridge and should be Collings.