My recollections of my grandmother’s place in River Valley Road was this narrow ditch which we had to cross on a very rickety metal bridge which was falling apart. This path was quite essential for us to get to the nearest bus stop to take a bus to the nearest MRT. As with all progress, these paths were eventually filled and a paved walkway was made available for residents. My grandmother’s place was also demolished to make way for new condominium developments. However, these wonderful memories always come back to me every time I return to that place..