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Bob was at my home bright and early on Saturday morning. The sun peeped in and out of the clouds most of the day. Traffic on the highway was light, so we made good time as we headed toward the mountains. The flat countryside slowly transformed into rolling hills and the road was like a roller coaster — up and down and around the curves. Several times we stopped to enjoy the views of the sweeping valleys, the tiny old farmhouses in the distance, with ribbons of smoke swirling from the chimneys, and dairy cows grazing in their pastures.

           It was almost lunch time, as we drove into a quaint little mountainside village. It appeared to be a place where time stood still and everyone was content just to hold on to the necessities of life and the talents of the community.

           From somewhere around the corner, the aroma of apple pie drew us to a small coffee shop. We were greeted like old friends who came there every day and were assigned to a table by the window. The homemade menu featured such “rib-stickin” goodies as beef stew with hot biscuits, apple pie a la mode and coffee with real cream — all of which, we ate with gusto.

           The clouds were becoming very dark and overcast. Every once in a while a few snow flakes would hit the windshield and then, almost as if we had entered another dimension, the snow began falling so heavily that we could hardly see the road before us.

           “We’d better stop right here,” Bob said as he pulled into a service station.

           The attendant walked over to the car. “You should wait out the storm. The roads can be very dangerous, especially without chains. Visibility may drop to zero….pretty risky if you’re not familiar with the bends in the road….you can get stuck or have an accident.”

           “Guess you’d better call your parents so they don’t worry. Tell them we’ll be back as soon as the roads are cleared,” Bob suggested.

      While I made the call, he got a thermos of coffee and some sandwiches.

       “I’ve rented a room at the motel. The roads won’t be open until morning….so we might as well be safe and comfortable….”

more tomorrow - I prayed all the way up here that we would get snowed in…

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