Snow Day

The sky is falling, or at least that is what the news people would have you believe. So a little snow fell on the mid-Atlantic states, it's not the end of the world. Just go out and play in it. I don't care if you are sixty years old, go out and take a sled down the hill. Take a short walk out in the muffled silence and enjoy one of the rare times the city and the countryside are quiet. You know it's only a matter of time before the scraping of the snow plow will break the silence and push all the snow out of the street, requiring everyone to go back to work and school. So enjoy it while you can. Here in our part of the country the weather is perfect, cool but not cold, sunny and clear. Just the right weather for a football game.

If you think the snow is bad in the Washington D.C. area, you should have seen the snow back when I was a kid. Drifts would be pushed by the wind that grew so tall I couldn't see over them. And if you think clearing off the sidewalks and driveway are bad, you should have seen my dad with his crew of offspring out digging for hours until he could get the station wagon out of the driveway. Yep, those olden days were really bad, I remember many times the snow being so deep it came right up to my butt. Of course, if my memory serves me correctly, I was only about three feet tall back then.