One Potato Review

In which the George Washington Bridge (then the world’s longest) played a significant role in one girl’s imaginings of a life that was forever personally available, even while it was being denied her father, who was often between jobs, barred from joining unions, and once upon a time participated in the hoisting of those unprecedented cables. It’s a breathtaking metaphor on so many levels; imagine the stories you could tell around even the tiniest fractions of its magnificent bulwarks glimpsed across the thousands of tar beaches stretching eventfully through Harlem to the Hudson River.