Snow Days


Lots of snow days recently. I am reminded of the year 1741, when between January and April the rivers could all be crossed on foot, animals died by the hundreds, and one lunatic drove a sleigh along the edge of Long Island Sound (over the water on the ice) from Cape Cod to New York City. That was the winter that Benedict Arnold was born in Norwich...the most fiery patriot, the coldest traitor...I wonder if weather affects us in that way...