... Mom she would find a mass and get me there. Early Sunday morning she drove me down windy, deserted Main Street in Cortland, NY to the catholic church. In the quiet car I could hear the snow crunching under the tires of a mostly unplowed street. ...
http://www.statecollege.com/news/columns/the-time-of-goodbyes,1370984/
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