Charlotte is paralyzed today by a skiff of snow atop about 1/2″ of ice. The town is on its knees.
But storms are the stuff of letters. About 48 hours from now when Monday’s letter is safely tucked into envelopes with stamps affixed along with address labels furnished by the Amnesty International, Ellen and Reid will have heard about the faux “storm”, my walk to the store only find I’d been beaten to the punch by a stampede on generic chili beans (higher priced brand name beans will have to suffice), kids sledding on a little hillock out back, drivers befuddled by wintry conditions, and sleet pecking away at the windows. These are precisely the little mental nuggets stowed away during the week to be reprised later on paper.
And those are just the storm related items. You’ll see the full slate of topical candidates on Monday although the February 1 letter won’t be posted for a week.