I went out to Calvary yesterday for the first time in a few months. I had heard through the media that the old Kosciusko Bridge was being slowly dismantled now that the new one is opened. But somehow this notion did not enter my mind at any point while I made my way over there. So it was something of a jawdropper to look toward the Laurel Hill Drive side of the grounds and see this vision of what looked like ruins.
I guess “ruins” is exactly the word to describe these crumpled remains of the Kosciusko Bridge, albeit controlled ruins. I looked toward it for several seconds before it fully registered in my mind how colossally different the horizon from there looks now. It was a matter of something being so big that I just could not see it, at least not at first.
What made the scene all the more evocative was how this vision of destruction serves as the backdrop for the rows of tombstones between the falling bridge and myself. It really was an amazing thing to see, at least for someone who has been familiar with the old bridge and the cemetery for as long as I.
The unexpectedness of the sight contributed mightily to the impression it made. I wish I had my better camera on me but I’m sure the shots I got from the little point-and-shoot will be fine… not that I intend to do anything more than this with them.
There have been some other changes to the landscape at Calvary. The roads have been repaved and new graves are going in at a number of spots. But none of that changes the feel of Calvary like the ruins of the old Kosciusko lurking on the horizon.