Seeing the travelers getting off and walking around at the Hanging Bridge makes me recall a story told by one of my uncles.
This uncle was my father's older brother and like their father and there younger brother were all Lutheran ministers. Uncle Rudolph after graduating from the Missouri Synod Lutheran seminary in St. Louis in the early 1930s was assigned to be an assistant pastor at the church in Pueblo, Colorado. One of his duties was to travel on a regular basis to Salida and conduct a service at the Synod's mission church located there.
On his first trip by train like most of the passengers he got off the train to look at the Hanging Bridge. The second trip he reluctantly followed the occasional travelers off the train. By the third or fourth trip he was like the regular passengers who stayed in their seat and waited for the tourists to return and the train to continue on its way.
Brian Norden
Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 05/19/2020 01:07AM by Brian Norden.