It’s
expected to snow three-five inches today.
That by itself is depressing, more so when you figure—as I am—this is
the week for Elmhurst softball in Florida.
As we speak, those plucky Bluejays have taken the field, sun overhead,
breeze to their backs, clouds lazy and large.
But there is no fifth year for parents or players. A diploma is nice, but not the snow that comes
with it.
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