Showing my middle finger to Mother Nature

As I pen this week’s column, it’s the morning of Inauguration Day.It’s also -30 with a -58 wind chill - a perfect day for a quick little 5k run! Now I know you’re thinking he’s nuts, but I come from a long line of nuts. Back in the 1950s my WW2 Army Ranger dad and his Polar Bear Club buddies would wait for the air temperature to hit freez-Ponds near Westfield, Mass. Once on the...