From the Desk of Sarah Teasdale

The temperature here right now is hovering at 20 degrees. Our high for today was around 3o. The low for tonight may be as low as 5 degrees by some reports. Tomorrow the temperature is not supposed to get out of the teens all day.

Listen to the radio at work this afternoon, I heard the rather vapid little afternoon deejay lament the bitter cold. My temper spiked a bit. Now to be honest, I usually find the radio station piped through the store a bit irritating but her whining today actually had me grinding my teeth. I could not help thinking that much like me and many others when she finished her day she would be going home to a warm house and a hot meal. When the temperature drops to the single digits tonight she will be in her warm comfortable bed with her furnace roaring.

Unfortunately, not everyone will be so lucky. Thinking of those who will suffer through this night with no roof and no warm bed I could not help thinking that by comparison the little airhead on the radio had very little reason to complain.

I took a moment to be thankful I would be one of the lucky ones. As I did an old poem by Sarah Teasdale came to mind. As she said it much better than I could, I will let her express my thoughts for those suffering the cold with little or no shelter:

Ms. Betty