Paula Garrett's Perspective -- May 24, 2021 Earlier this month I set out on my first road trip of 2021 -- heading south on I-57 to my hometown of Memphis. At the bottom of Illinois in Cairo I crossed the Mississippi River and joined I-55 paralleling the “Mighty Mississip” through Missouri and Arkansas until I drove across it again into Memphis.
Usually I take the M-shaped I-40 bridge, the one that was condemned about a week later, but my GPS routed me onto the old bridge I remember from childhood, and there began the flood of memories.
Not memories, actually, it was more like being transported into a distant past that woke up a part of my psyche and draped over me like a time walker’s cloak.