A National Disaster?... I Think Not.
When I was a kid a snow storm meant sledding, skiing, snow mobiling and best of all… no school! These days with all the hype around everything from size of a soda serving, to weather the Washington Redskins should change their name, a snow fall of over 2 inches is a national disaster! Gimme a break!
As a kid I lived on a rural street, it was not far from town, but also not a main artery to get to the downtown either. Since it was categorized as a “state route”, snow plows came by, but very in-frequently because it wasn’t a high priority road when compared to major interstates. What this of course meant was that if we got a substantial snow fall we were going nowhere for a serious period of time… but, it really wasn’t that serious.
You see, in the seventies there was no priority on getting to the mall, or buying sushi, or doing much of anything that’s trivial immediately , because honestly that stuff didn’t matter; and still doesn’t.
What do we as a collective people care about that can’t be accomplished after the snow melts? Does your job, or friends, or family really need you (except for emergencies) to be on call every day?
I think that Billy Joel’s lyrics for Vienna speak volumes when he says: “slow down you crazy child, take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while, it’s alright you can afford to lose a day of two…”
Father Time has provided me with an awesome perspective of how much time, and effort, we waste being “busy” and not doing much of anything… My advice: enjoy the snow, every flake of it, and hopefully the peace it softly layers down upon you.
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