Indiana State Road 912
State Road 912, known along its entire length as Cline Avenue, is a freeway north of the Borman Expressway (Interstates 80-94 & U.S. Route 6), and a local access road serving Griffith south of the Borman. The portion of Cline Avenue marked as SR 912 is 11.69 miles (18.81 km) long. Indiana 912 can be considered a child route of U.S. Route 12.
On April 15, 1982, part of a ramp under construction collapsed during concrete pouring operations near the Indiana Harbor and Ship Canal, killing twelve highway workers and injuring eighteen more. In 1987, the state designated the route between US 12 and the Indiana Toll Road as the Highway Construction Workers Memorial Highway.
On December 28, 2009, the Indiana Department of Transportation closed the elevated bridge portion of Cline Avenue between Calumet Avenue and Michigan Avenue, a distance of nearly 3.5 miles (5.6 km). Corrosion had severely weakened most elements of the bridge, including the bridge piers, concrete, beams and cables. The bridge is to be torn down. Similar cases of corrosion have been identified in other bridges across the country.
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