When I heard about the big, bad traffic jam on the New York State Thruway, my mind went to the kids.
Sometimes terrific daughter Elisabeth and/or fiance George Three take that route from work back to the east.
I hadn’t heard from her via text, but I shouted out early the next morning.
Yes, George had been stuck in his car on that route the night before. For more than six hours as crews tried to clear the accident. He didn’t get home until after midnight.
We talked about the awful experience the next time they came over, and he texted me these photos he took that awful night.
I said he ought to keep a deck of cards in his glove compartment. How about food and water, piped up Elisabeth … Yeah, that.