From the editor's desk

I backed out of my heated garage on my way to work early Monday morning, and the digital thermometer on my vehicle’s dash looked like it was in a freefall. By the time I got to the highway — only about five or six blocks, the temperature had dropped to a single digit — only 7 degrees! Now somebody much smarter than me decided a few years back to figure in something called “wind chill,” which means the temperature Monday morning was nothing short of brutal.