My heart goes out to all impacted by HWY 35 Collapse!
I've called my friends and they are all well. Thank goodness. A few of my friends I was unable to reach until this morning and I was worried. The Twin Cities is a huge metro... but I can't tell you how many times I've driven across that bridge... and this morning, as I crossed the bridges on 494, I admit to having moments of concern.
My friends and family have also been calling me to make sure we are all well.... and we are, thank goodness. I can't tell you how much of a tragedy this is for all of us here in Minnesota.
by Robert Frost
Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.
The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.
And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'
Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?