Confessions of a Liberal Puritan

I'm safe at my parents' house now, but I only just arrived within the last hour. If I'd headed straight for Iowa, instead of for Wisconsin, when I left Nashville, I might just possibly have made it. But it would still have been very chancey, 'cause I-24 through Kentucky to southern Illinois turned into a snowy mess, also, and I heard they had two feet of snow in Paducah by the time I turned on the weather channel in my motel room Wednesday night. Likely as not, I'd have ended up side-swiped outside of Paducah, instead of Louisville!

I'd been hoping to visit Iowa on my way back, but now that my car's in a garage south of Louisville, I'll have no choice but to return by that route, also, so that I or whoever drives down with me can pick up that car and drive it home. Rats!

Your fears were only too well-founded! It was tense going from Nashville to the outskirts of Louisville, where the rain had long since turned to snow and ice, and there I got side-swiped by an SUV in a spin. Prayers and good thoughts must've helped, 'cause when her monster slammed my little Buick off the road and across the median, I thought for sure I was gonna end up being hit by the South-bound traffic. Instead, my front tires came to rest on the near shoulder of the south-bound lanes, and I wasn't harmed really (physically, anyway). Only my car was smashed up. I'm about to post the details of "how I got to Milwaukee after all," now. Thanks for your well-placed concern!