Good evening Netizens…
I cannot begin to explain this. But thanks to friendly relatives, one with an Internet connection I am marginally able to connect with folks back in Spokane, despite the fact we are surrounded on four sides by real Midwestern-style blizzard, complete with zero visibility and steady thirty mile-per-hour winds. According to the local weather bureau this blizzard covers part of four states and already has shut down most travel options, including the memorial services originally slated for my late grandfatber-in-law that originally slated for today. That was cancelled by the caterers, and moved until Monday.
Cell phones and Ipads abound in this house full of ten overnight guests, some of whom arrived just as the storm really began to hit its stride last evening. There is easily a foot of snow outside in the yard, and for the most all of us feel very lucky to have arrived here at all.
One note to Spokane’s street department—the main streets in Lincoln, Nebraska were completely cleared of snow by one o’clock this afternoon although the Interstate is now closed East of Lincoln due to slide-offs.
Since none of our ordinary cars could even ford tbe back-country road outside we organized a homemade convoy of a heavy-duty four wheel drive pickup and an all wheel drive GM van and went into Lincoln for Chinese food and more catching up on family news and gossip, and a good time was had by all.
In the afternoon all of us retreated to the former apartment of my late grandfather-in-law and began boxing up his huge collections of pictuea and memorability, a sometimes contentious battle of the wills, based upon my experiences with my own dysfunctional family.
So as the wind howls outside with a purpose, we are dining on pizza and still making up for lost time in renewing old family acquaintances in a hundred year-old farmhouse somewhere in the snowbound backcountry of Nebraska, wondering how long we will wait until the plows come and bail us out of here.
Yours until tomorrow weather permitting.