Lake-effect snow has just wiped out my big bridge-playing weekend. Just got off the phone with Saturday St. Catharines Sectional partner Selina Volpatti, whose house in Niagara Falls, Ont., is enveloped in a squall. I’d checked highway conditions and reckoned I could make it (maybe), but she’s reluctant even to drive to her local drug store. Truthfully, although it looks like Buffalo has only 4 or 5 inches, the air is clear and traffic is moving (slowly) on the bus route outside my window, I’m relieved.
Then there’s the e-mail from the Airport Bridge Club, where I planned to play in the Swiss team game on Sunday. Closed today because of the snow. AND closed Sunday. Suddenly I’m bridgeless.