December 8, snow and ice...December 9, sleet... December 10, snow... December 14, snow... December 17, snow...
never a blizzard on these days, fortunately; some of the profs couldn't get to school to administer their exams, but my friend Jim Grinder drove me over and picked me up later. The show must go on!
Then, the sun came out and it was dazzling:
and Sister Jean took this one of our courtyard: