cur-mud-geon: anyone who hates hypocrisy and pretense and has the temerity to say so; anyone with the habit of pointing out unpleasant facts in an engaging and humorous manner
Weather events stick in the mind for many years. It is difficult to recall with clarity how much of what is remembered is real versus how much has been borne of periodic embellishments or simply eroded with the years.
This is the date of a major snow event in 1973, and I remember that event with much clarity.
I worked in an office on 115th and
I recall that traffic simply crawled if it moved at all. The too typical winter driver who spins out on a hill or slides down backward was out in full force that day. Snarls were everywhere.
Like most others, I continued to try for more level streets that I thought might be less traveled; and, like most, I didn’t find what I was looking for.
I finally made it to the corner of Silver Spring and
The next morning came and gave me the opportunity to go back to the
As the daffodils pop up and the leaves begin to appear, I remember that winter can smack us down even at this seemingly late date.