We were sitting around tonight--we'd been goofing around and waiting for later to watch a movie--when we got some shocking news. My aunt told Michele that Minnesota was having a problem. Holy crap was she right. The Mississippi River bridge on I-35W collapsed with rush-hour traffic on it just after six this evening.
Holy crap. We lived just 15 miles south of there two weeks ago. So far they're saying three people died, but there have to be more. How do you adjust when the bridge you're driving on collapses into a river?
I'll write more later. I'm just happy that I've been able to contact my mom and Sly, and Jam has checked in, and Michele has been able to contact some of her friends.