My travels took me the other day to Cerritos, in the southeastern part of Los Angeles County. I had a few minutes to spare, and then I saw it—a monument to the centerpiece of California culture, a freeway overpass.
It’s astounding to see how much concrete it takes to hold up a freeway. The spot where I was grabbing these shots with my phone is where the San Gabriel River Freeway (Interstate 605) crosses over Studebaker Road. It’s not a huge gully, but you’d never know that from seeing the number of pillars.
And with the bright afternoon sunshine coming in from the south end of the overpass, the effect was at some moments otherworldly.
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In this wonderful country of ours it is pleasing to see the plethora of literary geniuses expressing themselves and spreading their gospel on overpass supports, fences, bathroom walls, and places where humans rarely traverse. I am always amazed Paul at your ability to create astute observations from which others merely glance at without thought, including myself.