Dear Gentle Readers,
Here we are in the throes of another Ohio winter, complete with Arctic freezes and a polar vortex or two. Some things never change.
When I was a little girl, my parents loved to watch a Cleveland station weather man named Wally Kanan, the Weather Man. I am not sure of the spelling because I never saw it in print, but suffice it to say it rhymes.
One night the beloved Wally said something like, "There's an ass of cold mare coming down from Canada" and we all howled with laughter. We knew he meant to say a mass of cold air.
Anyway, Wally Kanan, the Weather Man was no more. I never remember seeing him again.
So bundle up and stay warm. Don't let this mass of cold air do to you what it did to Wally.