... The Centre Street Bridge was built by the City of Calgary in 1916 over the Bow River for $375,000 replacing a steel truss bridge built by a land ... four massive plinths, two at each end of the bridge ... It went through extensive restoration in 2001, when the bridge was closed for one year ...
23rd Street is a broad thoroughfare in the New York City borough of Manhattan ... It is one of few two-way streets in the gridiron of the borough ... As with Manhattan's other "crosstown" streets, it is divided at Fifth Avenue, in this case at Madison Square Park, into its east and west sections ...
... It replaced the MacArthur Bridge, a steel truss bridge built by a land developer called the Centre Street Bridge Company Limited The MacArthur Bridge was destroyed by a ... Centre Street Bridge was designed by John F ... lions on four massive plinths, two at each end of the bridge ...
... The Centre Street Bridge was later designated as a state highway under the public highway system. 58, and later Interstate 280 to the south in the proximity of the bridge ... highway department a few years later then designated the alignment of the upper level span of the bridge as New Jersey State Highway Route 25A-D, which was a suffixed ...
Famous quotes containing the words bridge, centre and/or street:
“It launchd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself,
Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.
And you O my soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,
Till the bridge you will need be formd, till the ductile anchor hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O, my soul.”
—Walt Whitman (18191892)
“To live and die amongst foreigners may seem less absurd than to live persecuted or tortured by ones fellow countrymen.... But to emigrate is always to dismantle the centre of the world, and so to move into a lost, disoriented one of fragments.”
—John Berger (b. 1926)
“And in these dark cells,
packed street after street,
souls live, hideous yet
O disfigured, defaced,
with no trace of the beauty
men once held so light.”
—Hilda Doolittle (18861961)