It only took 17 years

In 1990, I shamed the family name by being part of a marching band whose mission it was to dedicate a highway by marching down a bridge tooting out a song. 17 years later, the second phase of the bypass has opened today. I didn't pull out a trombone and play, but I did drive down it and capture images for posterity. (I had to go that way - this was not a special nostalgia trip!)