I was on my way to get coffee and donuts, cream is my favorite kind. It was 5:00 on Friday, June 22nd, 2001. I’ll never forget what I saw.
It was an old bridge. I wasn’t surprised it fell. But was surprised when two trains passed easily over it a half an hour before it collapsed. It was a deadly collapse. It killed 59 people, injured more than 200, and 80 were seriously injured. I helped the fishermen, local workers, and the villagers so that is how I found out. We saved a lot of lives, saw three rail road cars in the river. We searched for bodies for two days.
The river was polluted. Some of the villagers had theories why it collapsed—heavy rains, swollen rivers, vibrations from construction work. But I just think it was old.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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