The Magical Power of the Snow Day
Reflections on childhood and a story about an accident
In winter, I experience a particular kind of ache these days.
It’s not a bad knee from a football injury. It’s a kind of dull, bruising ache that comes from longing for something from childhood. It’s elusive and unnamable but snow is always falling in my memory.
I grew up…
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