Karen doesn’t think I should swear on the blog.  I think there are some situations where there is no other way to start a post — this is one of those situations.

5:59 – Sierra (Nate’s sister) crosses the Mississippi river on the I-35-W bridge.
6:05 – the bridge collapses.

We never watch TV, but we’ve been glued to it tonight, watching the scene unfold.  This is one of those "should never happen" situations – the bridge had passed all recent inspections, we’ve all driven over it in the last few days.  Now they’re inspecting the rest of the bridges, but to what end?  This seems so random, so unpredictable, so outside the realm of "predictable" — what’s the point?  Should we stay off all the bridges?  Should we stay in our house forever?  Or should we take appropriate precautions, wear our helmets on our bikes, seatbelts in our car, and just do the best we can?

I do know that tonight I’m thankful for all the phonecalls and concern.  We’re fine, and everyone we know seems to be safe.  Karen sent an email that hopefully covered everyone who doesn’t read the blog so they’ll know we’re ok.

Much, much love to you all.

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