I designed the bridge thousands of people cross every morning without a single thought. My name is on no plaque, and the drivers stuck in traffic curse the very thing I spent three years keeping safe. I feel a quiet pride when I drive under it, and right behind that, a strange loneliness that work this important stays this invisible.
More people experience this than they realize.
You have built things that will outlast you, yet the importance of your work goes completely unseen.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.