Dec. 1, 2006 starts with a snow storm in southeast Wisconsin. It is "snow" joke (get it?). Forecast for Sheboygan is 6-8 inches and more if you head south.
I love my local TV station. They are forecasters of doom and gloom. Their name is "your Storm Team" at Channel 5. They are on vigilant watch for you. The term "storm" conjours up all the images of the worst weather outcomes.
The snow storm is different things to different people. Dominic and Tommy won't have school. Happiness reins supreme. Get out the snow suits.
Debs can't get out her driveway without snowblowing. Shit! Tom thought when he left the Wausau tundra that weather conditions would surely improve. So much for that fantasy.
Paul has to make a commute to Manitowoc along the corridor of snow blanketing the lakeshore. I can identify with Paul's plight. You have a new job and want to make a good impression. Making it to work even though there is snow is impressive. Alternatively Highway 43 with winds blowing up to 40 mph is dangerous. What do you do? I commuted to Ripon for 14 years. I hated "snow" days. I made sure I had snow tires, charged my cell phone and packed "snow gear" in the back of the car (insulated boots, gloves, blankets and flashlights). Fortunately I never had to use them. Paul's dilemma is to impress. My dilemma was to show that the "boss" could make it to work, everybody else should too! I did that? Yeah I did.
Chris watches the weather pattern hoping for snow. Calnin-Goss has snow removal contracts with different companies and retail outlets. That means cash comes in. The "snow joke" for Chris will be that our area will be on the very edge of the storm and we potentially will get very little or no snow.
Dec. 1 is the anniversary of a very large snow storm. It was Sunday, 1985. The Packers were playing the Tampa Bay Buccaneers at Lambeau. The snow amounts reached 12-15 inches and officials had trouble keeping the field free of snow. I remember because I was new at Artfaire and I was traveling by car to Kentucky. I left Appleton in deep snow and by the time we reached Chicago, the roads were clear.
So depending on your circumstance, you will feel different about the snow. I guess it is a lot like life. Every event has good and bad associated with it. Make the best of it.
Love,
Dad