Almost lost By JULIE SULLIVAN, OregonLive.com, OR
Before him stood the Gothic spires and graceful arcs of a 7,630-ton steel monument to a great American engineer.
The soaring steel towers stand as tall as a 40-story building. The two main cables, wide enough to walk on, span half a mile. Suspended below them, 205 feet above the swift-moving Willamette River, hangs a four-lane roadway. Oceangoing ships can cruise under it with room to spare.
The St. Johns Bridge, Frank Nelson knew, was the largest and most significant suspension bridge in Oregon.
But as he drove across, the man who'd earned his nickname saving the state's iconic bridges could see that a masterpiece was crumbling. Swaths of green paint had peeled away from the steel. Bright orange rust scarred the towers and darkened the graceful suspension cables. What Nelson would refer to as 'the Grand Lady' of Portland's 10 Willamette River bridges looked like a dilapidated pickup.