Wilbur's Suburbo

                                                   Chapter One: Groceries
 
                                                                          And, now, the Weather . . .
 
              The Lovely Carol Marie is addicted to checking in for Weather Reports numerous times a day.  Maybe it’s because she grew up, at least partly, in Connecticut.  It seems New Englanders have a particular preoccupation with the weather (Mark Twain, a denizen of Hartford, CT, most famously noted, “If you don’t like the weather in New England, wait a few minutes.”) 

                    In fact, Frankenstorm (Hurricane) Sandy, in 2012 was responsible for my reconnecting with the Lovely (she called to see if I was okay in NYC --- her power was out in Suburbo) and that led to our current state of connubial bliss.

                    But, getting back to the weather: what I’ve learned, now that I’ve lived in Suburbo for a number of years, is that the slightest hint of snow in the forecast results in sheer panic and a deep-seated, indeed primal, reaction from the local residents --- which, in turn, results in a “49er” style “rush” on the local grocery stores.  And that’s what’s depicted in today’s Suburbo.

                    Thanks for reading!