Whenever we get a whole bunch of snow and school gets cancelled, all of a sudden our house turns into a taxi stand. The minute we can wiggle the truck out of the snowbank in the driveway, Little Bill’s lookin’ for a ride to his girlfriend’s and Rosie’s lookin’ for a drive to her friend’s place or the mall or a meetin’ for one of her save-the-world groups. [Read more]
John McNeil 