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Bonner Street Overpass



Lost Timber stringer bridge over Illinois Central Railroad on Bonner Street
Ruston, Lincoln Parish, Louisiana
Replaced by new bridge
Built 1930, Replaced 2004
Timber stringer
Length of largest span: 32.2 ft.
Total length: 200.1 ft.
Deck width: 18.0 ft.
Also called
Illinois Central Railroad Bridge
Approximate latitude, longitude
+32.52845, -92.63686   (decimal degrees)
32°31'42" N, 92°38'13" W   (degrees°minutes'seconds")
Approximate UTM coordinates
15/534102/3599071 (zone/easting/northing)
Quadrangle map:
Ruston West
Average daily traffic (as of 2002)
Inventory number
BH 48330 (Bridgehunter.com ID)
Inspection report (as of December 2017)
Overall condition: Good
Sufficiency rating: 55 (out of 100)
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Update Log 

  • March 2, 2011: Added by Chris Patriarca


  • Chris P.


Bonner Street Bridge
Posted May 8, 2012, by Robert L. Stephens (tylerhotel [at] hotmail [dot] com)

I grew up in Ruston. The Bonner Street Bridge was part of my early life. It was, like the new one, steep, high-peaked, and short. The construction was dictated by the space available due to streets at both ends, as well as businesses, making a longer and less steep bridge impossible. The old bridge was shakey whenever a vehicle went over it. What I remember best was the trains operated by the Illinois Central Railroad. The 1940s and early 1950s were the time of steam engines burning coal. We boys would stand on the top of the bridge watching approaching trains, the black smoke pouring out, trying to see who could stand there the longest without ducking away from the smoke which looked and felt almost solid. I also remember hurrying there from school once to stand on the side and watch the Ringling Brothers, Barnum and Bailey trains go past. And twice I stood there to watch the great trains of the Royal American Shows passing on their way from the Mississippi State Fair, heading to Shreveport to set up the Louisiana State Fair. When I started driving I would go over on occasion, hating the top where one would lose sight of what was ahead until the car went over and started down. The only other place I recall having such a blind spot was the Cooper River Bridge at Charleston, SC.