The Bridge City

I first noticed the fire truck on Broadway Bridge when I crossed it on Friday. Changing lanes to avoid the potential aftermath of a vehicular collision, I then noticed the three distraught teenage girls staring in shock at the rocks below. Most people don't think of Saskatoon's bridges beyond traffic but, while beautiful, there is an aura of sadness that surrounds them. 

Last year while out walking my dog by the Weir, the whitenoise of nature was suddenly pierced by the blare of sirens. Within minutes... (read more at