I did one of the most congested commutes in this country for too many years. I saw numerous accidents, including fatalities–many drivers did, it was a pressurized way of life. I don’t work anymore. Retired. The morning traffic report on the radio still haunts me even though I don’t buckle up at 7 a.m. . I had five flat tires, but fortunately was never hit despite…well. enough. This photo was taken at 7:02 p.m. after crossing the Bay Bridge. Accessing the bridge from San Francisco was an ordeal I will never miss.
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My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close. View more posts