Aunt Judy wrote, “Art and Etta, most people go south to escape winter. Just sayin’.” In the middle of a snowstorm that lasted the better part of 3 days, we drove north.
A swirl of deeply frigid air had begun to push out of the arctic circle like a hemorrhoid and would soon engulf the entire United States in its coldest temperatures in hundreds of years. Only Key West and Los Angeles would be spared. We set our sights on Lake Superior.
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