It was dry and warm this year in the east. No snow to be seen. Zip, zero, nada, a great big goose egg. Here’s Jim Thorpe dry as a bone. Too warm to stay inside and read. But at least there was a representative from the North Pole to wish us well. But I don’t know, he seemed a bit sarcastic, but most folks are these days, and we all like to fit in, so it is to be expected.