Runkle Road was not the best way to go. The Garmin had said Runkle Road, but the Garmin didn’t know about the weather, didn’t know that Runkle road had not been plowed and salted, and didn’t know that Runkle Road might never be plowed and salted for any good it would do. I would have known that had I thought about it but I didn’t think about it. Didn’t or couldn’t? Was my mind starting to fail me that much? I drove down Runkle Road gingerly with my mother in the passenger seat. She was being kind about my driving.