After school today I met with one of my former students at the coffee shop to help her with some assignments, then driving home at 6:15, I passed a man running down Dix (busy road in a not great area), in the slush, in the pitch black, in a wind chill below 0 degrees. Crazy!!!! At least he was wearing a reflective vest. There's a line between determination and bat crap crazy and I've managed to stay on the right side. This guy tonight had crossed the line.