I Would Share a Lock With You

SAM_0937SAM_0932We went to the park where lovers write their names on a lock and then attach it to the bridge.  Some of the locks were very old, some very large, and one was actually a piston attached by screwing the end cap around the bridge cable and onto the connecting rod.  Very Creative.  I am not one for selfies, but taking a picture with my bride, on the lovers bridge, with the love-locks in the background seemed like a good idea.

In fact, every once in a while I am overwhelmed by how lucky I am to have found someone like Ann.  From the time she left El Paso to follow me to Fort Riley, Kansas, it seems like we have been traveling the world, never staying in one place too long and making it work.  Not many people would do that for the 87 years we have been married.

I’m not sure if you can read the lock to the left, but AHTOH and HATAWA (meaning Anton and Natasha) scratched their names into it many years ago from the looks of it.  I wonder if they are still together.  I hope so, otherwise it was a waste of a perfectly good lock.  In addition to putting the lock on the cable, the other half of the tradition says to throw the key into the river below.

I am crazy about my wife, but some people seem to think that I took way too much enjoyment in taking a photo of the fountain in which I just happened to photograph a couple cheerleaders.  That was purely an accident.  It was kind of like those people who take pictures of ordinary things, and discover that Bigfoot was lurking in the background.  🙂


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