Epistles of The Clay Wade Bailey Bridge

The Clay Wade Bailey Bridge isn't pretty - it's tough and gritty. It lacks the iconic majesty of the Roebling, the connection to attractions like the Purple People, the bright colors of the Big Mac and the political discussion of the Brent Spence. It crosses the Ohio too, sharing supports with its rusty railroad carrying neighbor. On one end is Covington, KY's collection of fast food joints and liquor stores while on the other end is Cincinnati's NFL stadium and western downtown. It has one walkway for pedestrians, a narrow path that requires those passing in opposite directions to move aside from one another. There's one automobile lane in each direction and a third that's reversible to adjust with the ebb and flow of commutes. It's railings rattle like old bones as it vibrates from freight train traffic. It's painted a pale blue, almost purplish color with splotches of gray covering up graffiti.

Along the 675 ft. span there are messages inscribed upon the bridge. Tags, graffiti, memorials, stickers, notes and cuts into the hand rails serve as the epistles of The Clay Wade Bailey Bridge as you cross over the Ohio River.