Virtual Slavery Ch 06
6 Winston Heavy snow fell the Saturday after Lynn returned from Saint Louis. I awakened early, as I usually do and got up, even though there was as usual no place I had to go and nothing I had to do. After making coffee, I opened the drapes and saw the snow. The Charles River is my favorite part of Boston, though like everything else, I like it better when the weather is warm and joggers and cyclists fill the path beside Memorial Drive and rowers fill the river, darting across the...