The Dead of Winter

It is the dead of winter.

There is as much winter in front of us as behind us.

It is the dead of winter and there’s been very little snow and not much frigid cold.

Still, we must bundle up warmly lest we should freeze. There is no such thing as wearing short sleeves and bathing suits outside.

In addition, the dark mornings and early dark late afternoons demand our attention and alter how we feel.

All that darkness framed by much less light in between weighs on our mental well-being.

Some claim it burdens our souls.

It is the dead of winter and we are alone in our own thoughts. We battle the elements.

It is not like we are living in Florida with the air conditioning on inside our homes 24/7.

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The Bitter Cold

We haven’t experienced cold like this in several years.

This kind of cold always tends to make a mockery out of the idea that the earth is warming – but it is, and we know it.

The cruelty of such bitter cold is unimaginable to those who live down south and have never tasted of a New England winter.

This frigid, icy cold is a killer.

If you are outside unprotected for longer than 20 minutes in cold like this you will die.

If the water pipes in your home are not protected they will freeze and then burst – and then comes the plumber and there’s goes your money.

We love walking our pets outdoors. But who loves walking their pets outdoors when it is -3 or -4 below zero?

When it gets cold like this our heating systems run day and night. If paying for heating oil doesn’t sink you, paying for natural gas will.

It is always during times like these that the heating system breaks down.

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The winter of our discontent

Among the worst aspects of this winter that is upon us is that Everett’s schoolchildren and schoolchildren remain learning online at home. Universities’ classroom instruction across the nation has experienced the same fate.

Add to this the extraordinary impact of the COVID-19 pandemic and our nation’s rather slow and painful reaction to it.

Several hundred thousand more deaths from the virus are expected in just the next three or four months, and frankly, vaccines of no vaccines, there appears to be no end in sight for our problems with the virus, with unemployment, with small businesses going under, with major cities experiencing a revolution in where we work, how we work, and creating great questions about the future of many downtowns – and this includes Boston.

Everett has been dramatically affected by the virus and its resulting hassles.

The Encore Hotel and Casino are right now all about dreariness. The hotel is closed. The casino is restricted from generating money – which the city is relying on for our Host City payment – and it is a question mark when everything is going to change, or return to normal, as we like to say.

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A mild winter so far

With February reaching its end with the snap of finger, many of us take joy that the winter has been neither cold nor snowy.

Those of us who have lived through many a New England winter understand that March can turn into winter when our minds are already wandering toward the spring.

That’s what we have watch for carefully.

Thinking the winter is over is always a mistake.

The moment we exult in a warm day at the beginning of March we are hit by a snowstorm or two and below freezing temperatures, ice and high winds.

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