Good afternoon, all.

The snow came, but we kept our power—the winds weren't quite as high as were expected. Thanks for all the good wishes as I worried.

We got about seven inches, and then the sleet kicked in, making the white substance hard and heavy. It pushed my little overengineered Honda snowblower to its limits. We were lucky it wasn't more—a close friend of mine in upstate New York got 35 inches.

There are no good ways to find out that someone has passed, but I'll go on record as saying that finding out by getting a Christmas card returned to sender has to be one of the worst. This event happened to us yesterday.

Letty, hang in there. Bob, best wishes.