Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Friday, January 23, 2004

It's still snowing here this morning, been snowing all through the rush hour. Which, needless to say, made for a speedy commute. Actually, it wasn't as bad for me as it could have been. After dropping the kids off at Sue's house, I went down to 85th, and then back over towards 65. Just before 65 there is a street that goes south to County I, so I took County I back towards 35W. Just before 35W is a road that goes south and parallel to 35W, which I then got on about a quarter mile north of 694. So, I avoided the worst of the freeway congestion that way. I got off on 88 then, for the rest of the drive south to work. So, I got here about 9, about 35 minutes after dropping off the kids. On other days like this it's taken me an hour to get here from Sue's house.

Ramsey's Grandpa Reuben was here for a little while last night. He came down to the VA Hospital for something. I hadn't seen him since moving here.

The Ice Palace is open. Pictures can be seen at www.startribune.com

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