A stone turned

Several months ago I took a trip to the Red River community of Denison, Texas. While I explored the Missouri, Kansas and Texas Railroad Museum and the Birthplace of President Dwight D. Eisenhower, my focus was finding the Carpenter's Bluff Bridge that once brought the Katy Railroad (Missouri, Kansas and Texas) and later the Kansas, Oklahoma and Gulf Railway from Texas and into Oklahoma. I traversed Farm Road 120 for several miles and took it too far and almost found myself in Bonham, which is the birthplace of famous gunman John Wesley Hardin. At which point, I gave up and drove home in frustration. Since then, I have become obsessed with finding the bridge, but school, work, poor weather, lethargy and other obstacles stood in the way. This morning, I awoke, realizing that while the best laid plans can be delayed, it can never deter the spirit, so I decided to seek the bridge again. Along the way I found a few roadside characters in Denison.

However, the bridge was the center of my obsession. I took a shot of courage and attached myself onto Farm Road 120.

I saw this relic on 120 and knew today was different. I made a left. The heart began to race. "Couldn't be, could it?"

Alas! Even better, it was open for business on this Black Friday!

The Red River offered its congratulations.

All I needed was a choir to perform, "Hallelujah." At which point, I turned around headed back into Denison. Ordinarily, I would have stopped and looked around, but my euphoria was beyond repair. Nonetheless, I had to satisfy my stomach before heading home.

Another item off the bucket list. Happy Holidays