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Wednesday, October 19, 2005
One Begins To Detect A Pattern Here
Last Christmas my dear young relatives, Lydia/Dan/the beautiful little people all went to Wisconsin to soak up some time with Dan's extended family. No sooner had the young Netzers left their driveway over in Ghent, then snow began to fall. By the time they got to West Virginia, that snow was serious stuff. By the time they got to Ohio, snow fell so fast that there was almost no way to go forward. Being Dan, Dan pressed relentlessly on until the next morning when he realized that he had to stop and wait for highway snow removal. The little family sheltered in a motel. Dan went out and about buying windshield ice remover, warm coats, etc. Later that day when snow plows began to function, the Netzers once more aimed their noses toward Wisconsin. It was a long trip and they saw a lot of snow, a tremendous, historic storm.
A couple of weeks ago, the Netzers made another excursion. This time up to Washington, D.C., where Dan was supposed to participate in a 50-mile bicycle race. Until race time, the little family planned to see The National Zoo, The Smithsonian, governmental buildings and monuments.
As they pulled out of their driveway over in Ghent, rain began to fall. Before they reached northern Virginia, the rain was pretty serious. The next day, rain or not, they did visit the zoo and the Smithsonian. Governmental buildings were barely visible through streaks of rain coming down the van's windows. On race morning Dan ate his required immense breakfast. He paid no attention to the torrential rain. Dan went up north to race and he darn well intended to get out and ride the bike no matter what. However, the race was called off due to bad weather. You see, the race organizers are men unlike Dan. They notice things like 2"/hour precipitation. So eventually the Netzer family found its way back home to southeastern Virginia...where the sun was shining.
Now the intrepid Netzers plan to leave for 10 days with Uncle Mickey at Disney World. Dan will be in business meetings most of the time, but Lydia and the kids hope to see the sights and ride the rides. Meanwhile down in the Gulf Of Mexico we find Hurricane Wilma, boasting the lowest air pressure ever recorded in the Atlantic Basin. Wilma is a category 5 hurricane, packing winds of from 175 to 225 MPH. All forecasters predict that Central Florida will be hosting Wilma within the next week when the hurricane will only be bigger, wetter, windier and more dangerous than it now is.
Conclusion: the entire Netzer family does not very often take trips. Segments of the family go here and there pretty frequently but the whole family all together, out and about, that happens rather seldom. Which is a good thing. "Historic" storms shouldn't happen more than once in a long while. This is still a young family. The day has not come when a Netzer family trip destination will automatically appear on national television as a place to avoid. Not...yet.
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