There is something inherently sobering about the realization that Mother Nature is trying to kill you.
If you’re under 30 years old — make that under 60 — you likely have no clue what “VE” or “VJ” Day stand for (“Victory over Europe” and “Victory over Japan,” respectively).
Instead, how about celebrating a perennial holiday that every Minnesotan can relate to: Victory over Winter (“VOW”) Day.
Sure, winter may have inflicted casualties before retreating in earnest (the ice dam over the dining room ceiling; your waistline).
And to be sure, not everyone made it (for example, the 25 year-old forced air furnace that konked out).
But if you’re in Minnesota in March — and have spent the last six months or so here — there’s a palpable sense not just of renewal and Spring fever — but triumph.
Winter truly is a deadly adversary, and it’s finally been vanquished.
For now . . . .
(And no, the date can’t be put on a calendar — you just know when it’s arrived.)