Everyone has a tale to tell - of snow pluffing off the roof of a SEPTA station, missing a dashing commuter by a hair; of a co-worker on I-95 zigging to avoid an accident and nearly plowing the guardrail; of slips and snapped tree limbs; of a mother getting cabin fever in a house of snowbound kids.
After a rather weather-less autumn, early January has been spinning the dial: snowy days followed by sunshiny ones. Then snow, again. Sleet, gloom, ice, rain. It's the postman's slogan run amok.