Spring Has Sprung

T.S. Eliot said April is the cruelest month, but for my money, it’s January. Except for the nine years or so I lived in Phoenix, Arizona, I’ve lived my entire life in the north — North Dakota, Michigan and Oregon. January is my least favorite month, not necessarily because of the cold, but because it’s so dark. March, on the other hand, has always been one of my favorite times, where, no matter how much cold or snow there was, there was at least enough daylight for you to see your frozen breath.
What brings this all to mind is a coverage case I read over the weekend about a woman in Montanta, in the early 1970s, who froze to death in a blizzard 143 feet from her car. Twice in my early days in North Dakota I was stuck in a blizzard, once in a stalled car on the highway and once about 150 feet from our house on the farm. Both times, with the temperature at 40 below, the wind at 40 mph and visibility at about five feet, I knew if I made the wrong decision I would be dead in 10 minutes, and I was scared. Obviously, I made it through, and I’m glad I did, so I could be here for spring 2006, for this great job at BPM, and so I had a chance to meet my wife and three great kids. Hello and happy first day of spring to each and every one of my readers in exotic places like the United Kingdom; India; Philadelphia; Hartford, Conn.; New York; Texas; Portland, Oregon; and Minot and Wildrose, North Dakota, among others.

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