MEEKER I A long time ago there was a special category of conversation called small talk. It served as a bridge to ensuring the continuance of a casual conversation. “How is the weather there?” was not a loaded question.
Anytime one old local cowboy was asked about the latest weather, he only had one answer. “It was jes an ol’ equinoxer, I tell ya.” He didn’t launch into any meteorological explanation, make any excuses about…