Decades ago I worked with a lovely woman who had a bad problem. Her Husband was doing his residency at a prestigious local hospital. She was working with us as a Receptionist. Before coming to NYC, both she and her husband had spent their entire lives in Barbados.
It was a bitter winter. You not only had to wear a hat, coat, gloves and boots. You needed to smear your face with vasilene before going out into the the winds. The cold and the wind was that brutal.
We often had lunch together and Martha cued me in on something I'd never thought about before. She said that, when she looked out her kitchen window in the morning, she could understand that the weather would be nasty when the sky was gray and dark. When she saw bright sunlight and white, puffy clouds in a brilliant blue sky, she couldn't accept that the temperature would be so brutally cold.
It was a bitter winter. You not only had to wear a hat, coat, gloves and boots. You needed to smear your face with vasilene before going out into the the winds. The cold and the wind was that brutal.
We often had lunch together and Martha cued me in on something I'd never thought about before. She said that, when she looked out her kitchen window in the morning, she could understand that the weather would be nasty when the sky was gray and dark. When she saw bright sunlight and white, puffy clouds in a brilliant blue sky, she couldn't accept that the temperature would be so brutally cold.
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