Squadrons of snowplows barrel down the interstate in their practical half “v” formation. The plow drivers, charged with scraping and treating some of the most heavily traveled roads in the country run on fumes, having been up since long before dawn, trying to keep up with the white precipitation falling from the sky. Again.
While I watch those plows travel southbound, I crawl along in the “unplowed” northbound lanes- yes, probably all of them, since the dividing lines aren’t visible under the brown, churned-up snow. Cars and even trucks fly by me, most drivers wearing their “cloaks of invincibility.” Especially bold are the drivers of SUVs, and I want to shout out to them “Don’t you know that four wheel drive helps you GO, but not STOP!!!”
Another driver cuts into the large space I have left between my car and the one in front of me. Why are Connecticutians so averse to highway gaps? It’s like the habit of my fellow Nutmeg State residents not being able to allow gaps in conversation. Really, “Connecticutians can’t cope with copious cavernous conditions.“
To amuse myself as I creep along I play car-slid-off-the-road Bingo. Oh look! A silver Audi- great! And that green Ford! All I need is – oh- there you go- a red Chevy SUV- BINGO!!!!!!!
People please listen- we all have places to go, people to see, things to do, and miles to go before we sleep….. miles to go before we sleep. Use your brains, not your right foot; leave room on the road, depart early, or accept lateness. Your family will thank you when you get home safely. And so will mine………………
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