Holiday Party: Sailing into dangerous waters
Dec 27, 2010, 16:33 (0 Talkback[s])
(Other stories by Brian Proffitt)
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"It was a dark and stormy night.
"The biting wind drove needles of ice into my face as I looked
at my Android phone one more time to get a fix on my location. The
residential streets of Framingham were winding and far different
from the clean grids of my Midwestern home. In the icy wind I'm
sure a squinted my way past a street sign somewhere, and though my
GPS could tell me where I was, I couldn't make sense of which
direction to go yet.
"Around me, Massachusetts homes were aglow with the
sodium-yellow streetlights, punctuated by the red and green
sparkles of holiday lights. A jolly old elf waved at me with a
stereophonic "ho ho ho" while his reindeer looked up from their
eternal cycle of eating snow."