Feb 07 2013
I’ve wimped out on New York City today thanks to a single word in the National Weather Service’s storm warning.
I don’t want to be part of history and I don’t want to sit in the dark with two feet of mashed potato snow to shovel on Sunday morning but that seems to be my fate. I was in college in ’78 — the National Guard had to dig us out — and won’t ever forget the monster dumping that hit Cotuit in 2005 when we had drifts over the first floor’s window sills. This one is forecast to drop a foot of snow and blow hurricane strength late Friday night through Saturday afternoon.
So time to start cooking, do what needs to be done where electricity is required, and get ready to make some history.