My Dear Ole Dad (nearing 70) helps me with the business still. He frequently gets up during the snow season to check on the weather. Last night, he checked three times, and each time he could not see lights across the lake - a sure sign of snow. He set the alarm for 4:30. At 4:30 am, up he got, ate his Cornies, coffee'd up, suited up and went into the garage. He fired up the truck, pushed the garage door button and charged out into the thickest lake-effect fog we have seen in a long time. Nice clear morning now. Thought I'd share this one on Ronnie - I'm still laughing.