|This past spate of cold weather has made me appreciate the roof over my head and the furnace that kept my apartment warm. Not everybody was so fortunate.
A homeless man who refused to enter one of the town shelters died, frozen to death because he probably suffered from claustrophobia, the fear of enclosed places. There must be someone I can thank that my mind still functions well and I have the means to write this column.
I have seen the first robins, and I know spring is just around the corner. They came here because their clocks probably run on the longer daylight, and it was time for them to leave Georgia and Alabama to come north despite our cold spell.