Stand Your Ground (& Have No Fear)

There was a lot of snow and ice in my childhood and I never thought much about it, but when I moved back to the Northeast as a 30something, after eight years in southern California, I had a big scare with one incident. I had rushed off the Metro North train, wearing sneakers and a backpack, heading to my car which was parked in the New Haven Connecticut commuter lot. It was dark and cold,...