In 1987, the Golden Gate Bridge across the entrance to San Francisco Bay was 50 years old. The region threw a big party and sponsored a "Bridgewalk" that drew some 300,000 people whose weight "flattened the normal arch of the bridge at midspan" and scared them pretty thoroughly. (I was glad I didn't go.)
As part of the anniversary, a brick walkway on the city side began life as a fundraiser.
And the bricks have endured. Here are some:
Since people get married in the shadow of the bridge, that one seems appropriate.
The folks who built the bridge must have been so proud!
Oh gosh, here's a brick for an acquaintance who is now gone.
A few bricks I can't read, though they may be very meaningful.
And some I can read, but have no idea what they mean.