Now is the time of the year when the collective population of the rust belt raises its eyes to the frozen heavens, casts one last look at the snowdrift covering its car, burst hoses and all, sets its family on its shoulders, and starts off for the promised land.

Amusement of Highway traffic flow.

While the weekend fireball from the oil truck harmed a section of freeway, the disruption need not last more then one day, if the municipal workers remember the Seabees.