Bay Bridge Moonrise
Eastward
The old bridge, to the right, was completed in 1936 and runs parallel to the new bridge. Not anchored in bedrock on the Oakland side, the bridge collapsed in the '89 earthquake - an image beamed around the world and now forgotten to many greater calamities. Seeing the old thing gives me a shiver. It is being disassembled, no easy task.
The bridge is white and modern and makes me think of Apple - good design. Plenty of room and well lit all the way.
Madeleine, reading, from the back of the car: "Do astronauts have to know how to kill each other?"
Me: "It's a good question."