3506.There's a bit of information there, on the top of the Sellwood Bridge.
There are signs in the city that we no longer celebrate our history in Bridgetown; it's a struggle documented in the war over housing prices, rents, what gets torn down and what gets built. Portland, thankfully, still looks a lot the way it used to between the new stuff and the strange stuff (I'm looking at you, Burnside Bridgehead - but that's for another time).
At the east end of the Sellwood Bridge, as is true is most public works, there is a brass plaque recording the date, the when, the how, the who. Centered is the list of 2016 county commissioners, five in number, headed by a Kafoury (that's a Portland political verity: if you missed this Kafoury, there's gonna be another one along in about five minutes):
... but, at the bottom there, inset into the parapet? That's the original, now-92-year-old dedication plaque from the original Sellwood Bridge. Portland is conflicted right now about her history, but at least we remember there is one. There is hope in that.
There's a cosmic humor to me in this sign:
... because as everyone in Oregon knows, you have to go LEFT to get to Portland and RIGHT to get to LakeO.
And this is how we tell cyclists that Riverview Cemetery is right across the street, at the west end of the bridge.
Of course, you can take the scenic route, which may take up to 5 minutes. Plan accordingly.
And, in every city that has bridges like this, there are people who care about those who find their way onto them in times of crisis. One is sometimes not as alone as they think.