by Lenny Hughes
We're tearing down the famed Ohio Turnpike and the snow is getting thicker. And it's April. Springtime! Cherry Blossoms! Green trees and warm weather.
T.S. Eliot was right again: it does seem cruel. I think William Carlos Williams called it the “slattern of seasons.”
Just look at Lewis, strolling from the Bus to a turnpike truckstop. He never did like winter.