This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
01 April 2008
Winter in Wyoming
This is a flashback to the late 90s I think. We set out for Denver and Albuquerque with a load of furniture on a very cold day. The interstate highway was rough with ice. We gradually picked up confidence and speed as we were heading down the 25, not realizing that the sun was warming the icy surface below. While going up a gentle hill the car and trailer started slowly spinning on the road. We wound up in the median, fortunately right side up, having spun around perhaps twice or three times before coming to rest. I must have had my camera in my pocket. A nice guy with a rope or chain stopped almost immediately and offered to pull us out. The highway patrolman soon came by as well. The whole event took about 20 minutes and we were on our way with a small dent in the Expedition where the trailer had slowly whipped around, though we went about 15 miles per hour until we were well on the other side of Casper.
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