Herb Caen’s tributes to the Golden Gate Bridge were many in the sentimental columns he wrote every Sunday in The SF Chronicle. I thank The Chronicle for stitching together this moving tribute of snippets from his observations about “this mystical structure with it’s perfect amalgan of delicacy and power . . . the car-strangled spanner.” And perhaps his most insightful observation in this piece, ” That there is no stupidity great enough to ruin the majesty of the Golden Gate Bridge. It has been the subject of terrible poetry and worst paintings. But it rises easily and grandly above the mundane, it’s towers poking through the fogs, natural and man-made. Don’t worry about the party, the bridge is it’s own celebration today and every day.”