Ron Gregg escaped to New York, but we were caught in New Haven. On the morning of February 9th, single lanes were open only on major thoroughfares. Entrances to the local news station and the Whitney Humanities Center (where I work) were sealed by snow drifts. After digging out the front steps, I took a tour then returned to home base and grabbed a camera. By the time I got back to my office, they were digging out.
And these are taking by housemate Caicai Zhang:
It is always interesting to see the stores that somehow manage to open up quickly (or as in the case of Gormet Heaven, never close). For many people, of course, no work means no pay. Dunkin’ Donuts was open, but John Carlos complained that they had no donuts (there were no deliveries, of course)–so they gave him a cookie.