Calera, Alabama

Sitting in Calera, Alabama,

the temperature outside is 17 degrees,

supposed to get down to 0 tonight,

we came south to escape the cold,

now I’m trying not to freeze to death,

hoping I can hold on until next week;

when the arctic blast

is supposed to lift.

We traveled from New Jersey

to Pensacola in December,

didn’t want to deal with

the cold and snow,

spent a month visiting

our youngest daughter

and son-in-law,

we left Pensacola

to do volunteer work

in a Nazarene district camp,

January in Calera, Alabama,

in a travel trailer;

probably not the smartest move

huh?

Of course everybody says

this isn’t ‘normal’,

doesn’t usually get this cold

in the Birmingham area,

but that doesn’t help much,

as I sit here worrying

whether my water lines

are going to freeze up and break,

or whether my propane bottles

need filling,

or whether my feet are going to

get feeling back into them;

or whether Petey,

my Jack Russell Terrier,

is ever gonna take a shit again.

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