March 27th, 2020

As we walk around the park, there is a bridge that leads from one side of the street to the other with a gorgeous view of the sunset, flags and of the city life around us. They all looked beautiful but the view of the bridge that I was about to climb, was just so beautiful, with the hazy blue sky and all the memorials down the bridge. As you walk down the bridge, each of those small squares that you see the left, are all images from either 1950s or before and after of the town and how it looked.