By Lorry Myers
We all knew it was coming; we’d seen the weather map and listened to the forecasters who warned us that a winter storm was in our future. The cancellations started before the weather did; schools and senior centers and church meetings. Then came the big announcement, MU and all the colleges in this area closed, too.
That got my attention.
I am one of the lucky ones who lives six minutes from where I work. Rain or sleet or dark of night, nothing deters me from my duty…I am going to work. I am not essential to anything. I am not in public safety or in the medical field or, more importantly, skilled enough to drive a truck with a snow plow.
Still, I go to work.
I can relate to those distance commuters who watch the announced closures with growing concern. There is anxiety to a winter weather prediction, a worry that starts when the cancellations start. When schools close and churches close and then the university, those daily commuters know that they are in for something more than a snow flurry.
Still, they go to work.
Sitting in my office, I watched the weather roll in. It started as intermittent rain and quickly changed from slush to sleet to falling ice that coated the cars and the road and the people who were rushing to run errands before conditions worsened. Traffic slowed but the looks of worry increased as my co-workers looked out at their ice-covered cars.
No wonder colleges closed.
For the complete column, please see this week’s edition of the Centralia Fireside Guard.