|Lions Gate Bridge, Vancouver, B.C.|
The saddest story I ever read is just 29 words long:
Tasha Lyn, Still want my daughter, miss you evrey [sic] day I’m alive
healing from the cancer ops not on dope crack or meth never was!
Prostrate [sic] cancer since 1996
Funny how we writers can fill a page with hundreds of words, and fill a book’s bindings with hundreds of pages, yet these 29 words tell us so much.
And there is so much left out. This graffiti was scrawled on a sign at Lions Gate Bridge in Vancouver, B.C. A message that sad on the entrance to a bridge over the icy waters of English Bay and Burrard Inlet makes me wonder: how did the story end?