oldvetter
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This past week, I had to go to Massachusetts on business. It was bitter cold, windy ,and Thursday night we got 6"of snow. It was a heavy wet snow that hung on the wires and trees and looked like a Norman Rockwell painting. It was so beautiful that I even took several pictures. Then reality started to set in. While I was scraping the snow and ice from my non-descript Hyundai rental car the snow was getting inside my shoes, only to melt and remain there throughout the meeting I had that day. Needless to say, I was cold and miserable all day. But the real reality check came while I was on the way to the airport in Providence. By now the snow along the roadway had become dirty and gray, the road was just slightly wet so that when cars and trucks passed they sent up a fine mist of salt that only the window washers would remove. All the cars were covered with the dirty gray road salt and had big chunks of ice hanging underneath them. I suddenly realized why I have lived in this beautiful state for the last 30 years and have no intention of ever going "back home". Yesterday we spent the day rummaging for parts for my streetrod at Zephyrhills and this morning we will be going on a breakfast cruise in the Stingray. I LOVE FLORIDA :yesnod: :crazy03: :thumbsup:
