My dearest wife,
I’ve never seen the captain so low- I set him up with the perfect opportunity to utter “living the dream”, the pilot mantra, and he merely stared out the window, glumly tacit. We’ve been in this line 2 hours; no one could have known the horrors that awaited on this, the first day of March.
Oh, cruel cold fates, why have you turned your chilling eyes on the 3rd month of the year? Spring was in the air just last week, and so the powers that be at DTW assured us that surely the worst was over. Our inquiries about deicing procedures scoffed at, for this is the moment spring supposedly arrives to quell the need for questionable ice resistant fluid we tell passengers it’s ok to breath, but really who knows.