May 16, 2003 NOR’EASTER The rain was pounding the window, And the wind was bending trees to the ground. The sky was gray, and the clouds churning I didn’t want to get out of bed. We had a little breakfast, And watched Mother Nature performing. It didn’t seem bad, but there was anxiety, And I wanted to go back to bed. I took the bike outside for lube, I wanted to go back to bed. When the wind ‘bout blew me over, I was sure we shouldn’t ride. Our ride ‘cross the bridge arrived, The driver looked at us. “We never ride in a Nor’easter, You’re out of your mind to try. ” We asked if he’d go to Bethesda, And a “positive” caused us to SAG! Ron