9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for April 23, 2006

Transcript:

"There it is...The past...Dead ahead." "It's sad...Every year, Edda and I would come here to take our polar plunge in the lake...The first swim of spring...and every year, Edda would somehow get the jump on me and make me fall into the lake first." "Now here I am, all alone trying to preserve our little bond." "I'd gladly jump in first if only I could share this moment with her."