What three letters strike fear in the hearts of every Connecticut motorist? DWI? NSA? No, the DMV, our beloved Department of Motor Vehicles.
When a recent fast-moving winter storm coming our way was referred to as a “Clipper,” it got me thinking of the old names that used to be given to specific trains, like The Yankee Clipper.
The old Cunard line used to say that “getting there is half the fun.” But anyone who’s endured the challenges and indignities of air travel know that getting to the airport can sap your strength, if not your wallet. Consider the alternatives.