Vinyard Avenue was looking like Iceland for a few days, with most neighborhoods without power. Thankfully, we had a generator that made the crisis more bearable. Our neighbors came for firewood a couple of times for their fireplace. We used ours, until we got the generator operating. There were many trees with broken limbs. Power lines were down, and many transformers required replacement. When the sun finally came out, the ice coatings on the branches and power lines started falling, sounding like someone was throwing the china around. Our situation in Oregon wasn’t nearly as serious as those in other states, especially Texas, where my sister and brother-in-law are trying to “snowbird” near San Antonio in 8 degree weather. Unheard of, and they want a refund.