between Greenfield, Massachusetts
and Montague, Massachusetts
carrying Montague City Road.
It is currently being scheduled for major repairs. After the Gill - Montague Bridge
upstream is refurbished, the state will perform further work on this structure.
The current bridge was preceded at that location by two bridges destroyed in the Flood of 1936. Upstream was the wooden double-decked covered bridge known as the Montague City Bridge, and carried rail traffic on top, with other traffic below.
All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath.
The idea that to make a man work you've got to hold gold in front of his eyes is a growth, not an axiom. We’ve done that for so long that we've forgotten there’s any other way.
Whenever you feel like criticizing any one... just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure.
One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual. There open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of a pinprick, but wounds still. The marks of suffering are more comparable to the loss of a finger, or of the sight of an eye. We may not miss them, either, for one minute in a year, but if we should there is nothing to be done about it.
Either you think — or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you.
I hate the place like poison with a sincere hatred.
In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.
Before I go on with this short history, let me make a general observation– the test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function.One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise. This philosophy fitted on to my early adult life, when I saw the improbable, the implausible, often the "impossible," come true.