But yeah, I hadn’t lived in MD for over 12 years when the bridge came down. My mom still called me at 0430 my time to tell me what was happening. Snapped me out of my sleep stupor state REAL quick.
It still feels like I can go home and use it, even if logically I know it’s not there anymore. And what happened to the night shift workers was DEVASTATING. I cannot even imagine what horror they went through in their final moments, and what their friends/families went through when they woke up the next morning. Its just super fucking sad all around.
Ah, the Key Bridge going to/from Dundalk, MD?
Man, I used to use that bridge all the fucking time. Got my first speeding ticket on that bridge.
Even though I don’t live in MD anymore, it’s still trippy to think about that just not existing anymore. Super tragic situation all around.
That’s the one. Other than the speeding ticket part, every word of this could have been written by me.
(My first speeding ticket was on 40, coming from Delaware to Maryland)
Haha was it a MD State Trooper?
But yeah, I hadn’t lived in MD for over 12 years when the bridge came down. My mom still called me at 0430 my time to tell me what was happening. Snapped me out of my sleep stupor state REAL quick.
It still feels like I can go home and use it, even if logically I know it’s not there anymore. And what happened to the night shift workers was DEVASTATING. I cannot even imagine what horror they went through in their final moments, and what their friends/families went through when they woke up the next morning. Its just super fucking sad all around.