After days of prancing gingerly, even in combat boots, I noticed that by yesterday much of the ice had finally been scraped or salted from the sidewalk. In fact, as I marched to the gym (brag), the only place I encountered a dangerously icy sidewalk was directly in front of the daycare center on my block. That’s nice.
[addendum: today I took a walk in my neighborhood and noticed there was also a bit of ice left on the sidewalk in front of The Levinson Center for Blind, Crippled Old Gays in Slippers. bad luck for those guys.]
