There is something about being on the road during a winter's night with the full moon causing the fallen snow to glow...
As the BoltBus I was on neared the Massachusetts border, I was sent back to late 1976 and winter in Germany... The family was driving back from a Christmas party hosted in Nürnberg... My father chose to take back roads for the reason that anyone who likes driving does - it's more fun... The only two songs I remember playing on the car radio that night were Blue Oyster Cult's "Don't Fear The Reaper" and Heart's "Magic Man" - hearing those songs at anytime takes me back to that evening... The car wound its way through the Franconian countryside and what I remember the most is looking out the window and being mesmerized by the intensity of the light being cast by the moon and how blue everything was...
The night sky... The snow... The trees... The inside of the car... It was beautiful...
And it feels the same so many years later...
