To the Editor:

Mr. Webster defines the word hibernation this way: “to spend the winter in a dormant state.” I guess that makes me a “hibernator” since I haven’t been able to leave my house in over a week. Four-foot-high snowdrifts in my driveway prevent me from backing my car out of the garage, and because my street is a lane and not paved, the township will not plow.

I’m not complaining. I have a comfy gas fireplace, a well-stocked larder and two furry roommates, cats Scooter and Sparkles, to keep me company.

January 10, 2018