indiana territory

Early, early in the morning . . . for me.

I am up because I have to take my daughter-in-law, who doesn't drive, to work at the hospital; she likes to get there early for her 12 hour shift of nursing. Tomorrow I will do it again . . . but today, today, I see white, slick roadways out there. But this is not as bad as it could have been; our snow measurement is less than an inch and the predictions for much more have been cut back. Auggghhhhhh. Given the percentage of good calls by the weather guys in our area this year, that might mean we will actually wind up snowbound.

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UPDATE: 6:45 am. Sydney's tracks are filled in and more and the snow is coming down fast and furious. On the way to the hospital I followed a little car with the taillights of Corvette going 20 mph; no way I was passing him on the right. On the way home, I met a salt truck and my first thought was to be nice and safe in it. Well, it is big . . . but all the salt is behind it. That could be a bummer. Anyway, if this keeps up, we could have a lot of snow. ACK.

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What I am doing here is reacting to the situation in a manner influenced by the Internet and The Weather Channel - this awareness of everyone's weather and emphasis on our own, in light of what is going on elsewhere. Hey, we have had many, many snows in March and April; this is really northern Northern Indiana and this is the way it sometimes goes.

Shoot, back in 1935, they a terrible time getting to the hospital when my cousin Freddie was born because of a blizzard.

Shoot, back in 2000, Quentin and I went by two semis and lots of cars that had slid off the highway on our way to Indianapolis. In fact, just as we thought we were out of it, we felt the tires let loose on an overpass. We got lucky. And then it was nothing but just rain.

I got him to the airport and then went over to Fountain County to check on the engraving that was supposed to be added to my father's tombstone. I remember pulling into the cemetery - The Kingman Fraternal Cemetery - very early on a foggy morning. It was too early to stop at anyone's house and I was really too tired to go anyway. So I pulled the car off to the side of the cemetery lane, climbed in the backseat and went to sleep beneath one of the sleeping bags we never travel without. I awoke to bright sunlight and a clear sky. The morning of incredible snowy ice could have been a dream.

When I got home that night, everyone had tales of how things had come to a standstill after we left - road warnings were issued: stay home. It seems Quentin and I had unknowingly been traveling in a break of the storm - it had been much worse on the highway about a half-hour before we passed and new yuckier ice and snow were following us.

I told them I had slept in a cemetery that morning. Now that impressed them. Hey, it was bigger news than bad weather in Northern Indiana when it was supposed to be spring.

posted by Jody @ 5:38 AM