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Swinging Bridges, named for a wood-planked
suspension bridge that crosses the Auglaize Creek.
It was built by Union Electric in 1929 or ı30 when Bagnell Dam
backed up waters over country roads near Brumley, Missouri. The
creek (or river, depending on the time of year) was formed from the
coming together of the wet and dry Glaize, which are the backwaters
of the Glaize Arm of the Lake of the Ozarks. The bridge was one of
40 bridges designed by Joe Dice of Warsaw who left school after the
fourth grade with poor eyesight.
Starting with a ball of twine to judge the curve and distance,
horses or men to pull the wires across, men and mules to mix cement
and haul river gravel and timbers from local farms, his genius has
long gone unrecognized.
Swinging Bridges is located about 10 miles down Hwy 42-18, then a
pleasant country drive along and across Mill Creek to the area. Itıs
a great place for picnicking and swimming, tubing, wading or
fishing, depending on the height of the water.
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Swinging Bridges
Brumley Missouri
September 15, 2007 |
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Missouri Facts |
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State Flower: White
Hawthorn
State Animal: Mule
State Tree: Dogwood
State Bird: Bluebird
State Song: Missouri Waltz
State Insect: Honey Bee
State Fossil: Crinoid
Nickname: Show Me State
State Gemstone: Fresh water pearl
State Rock:
Mozarkite
State Musical
Instrument: Fiddle
State Folk Dance:
Square Dance
Origin of name: Indian word which means "town of the large canoe."
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Missouri Waltz |
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Hush-a-bye, ma baby,
slumbertime is comin' soon;
Rest yo' head upon my breast while Mommy hums a tune;
The sandman is callin' where shadows are fallin',
While the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by.
Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody,
When I was a little child upon my Mommy's knee;
The old folks were hummin'; their banjos were strummin';
So sweet and low.
Strum, strum, strum, strum, strum,
Seems I hear those banjos playin' once again,
Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum,
That same old plaintive strain.
Hear that mournful melody,
It just haunts you the whole day long,
And you wander in dreams back to Dixie, it seems,
When you hear that old time song.
Hush-a-bye ma baby, go to sleep on Mommy's knee,
Journey back to Dixieland in dreams again with me;
It seems like your Mommy is there once again,
And the old folks were strummin' that same old refrain.
Way down in Missouri where I learned this lullaby,
When the stars were blinkin' and the moon was climbin' high,
Seems I hear voices low, as in days long ago,
Singin' hush-a-bye.
arranged by Frederick
Knight Logan from a melody by John Valentine Eppel, with lyrics by
J. R. Shannon
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