School was delayed for two hours today. A rain had mixed with cold weather and made an ice rink out of most any stone, concrete, or asphalt surface. By the time we went to school, the sidewalks were still slick and the car was iced over but the asphalt roads had been treated and were just wet. Still the same, I demanded that you and Daniel hold hands on the way in to school. At first you guys balked, but I was steadfast and explained that we are here to give each other a helping hand so we don't slip. If ever there was a metaphor for our job on this earth, that certainly is in the top five.
Sincerely with love from your dad,