Fractures
This morning presented itself with those patches of black ice that that remind us the fragility of our bodies, especially as we age, and the thin line between the dignity of strolling along and the humiliation of a fall, all too often in front of people. It may be the most dangerous condition in New England, excepting perhaps a hurricane, because the menace is so hard to see, on the road and on sidewalks.
A real ice storm, which turns the trees into crystal, at least has great beauty and tells you not to venture out.
The black ice we had this morning is insidious.
It may be most perilous for people walking scamp dogs and for people of northern European ethnicity, who are most vulnerable to bone breaks.
-- Robert Whitcomb
