February 27, 2019
The weather this past weekend reminded Me of another winter, 29 years ago on February 24, 1990. On a weekend much like this one, Mrs. Me and Me exchanged wedding vows.
The Friday night before the wedding it was snowing and blowing so hard it was difficult to see the road. And on the way home from the rehearsal dinner in Hatfield, at a place called Palm’s Supper Club, my cousin spun out on a bridge, rubbed the concrete side rail but continued to drive the rest of the way home.