Several years ago, when the World Trade Center towers still stood, before Ashley and I were married, we visited her friend Constantine in New York and stayed in his roommate’s room, left vacant due to overseas travel.
It was a weekend trip, a brief getaway from school for me and when snow began to fall the night before our return I became anxious. Despite professing my hate for academia at the time, I took school very seriously. I was uncomfortable with the thought of flight cancellations and not making it to class on Monday and I certainly annoyed Ashley with my fretting. She suggested we go out for a beer and make the most of it. I did so reluctantly. We met some interesting people that night, and I had to assure some of them that I did not share all Senator Jesse Helms’ political views despite hailing from the same state – namely, I considered their sexual preference none of my damned business.
Ashley and I drank a few beers and then walked home. Relaxed by the alcohol, I allowed myself to enjoy the beauty of a heavy, muffling snow in Manhattan. I enjoy how quiet it makes things. And tonight, Valley road here in Montclair is muffled by snow. I still prefer a Caribbean sunset, but sometimes snow is absolutely beautiful.
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