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Picture this, yeah – it’s winter, I’m haulin’ cargo, trucks rollin’ smooth, then BAM, hoar frost hits like a villain! This icy fuzz creeps on my windshields, my crates, my whole damn operation – a real shag-up! I’m yellin’, “This is not my bag, baby!” – it’s like Monsieur Gustave screamin’ about lobby boys slackin’ off. I’m pissed, man, ‘cos this hoar ain’t just sparkly snow – it’s a ninja, stickin’ to everythin’, slowin’ my boys down. Little known fact, dig this: hoar comes from old English “har,” meanin’ gray and ancient – it’s like frost with a pension plan, been messin’ with transport since the Dark Ages, yeah!

In the wake of the prostitution arrest in Glastonbury in January, Patch investigates.

Edward J. Hooker, Sr., 77, of Wethersfield and formerly of Hartford, the widower of Beatrice (Seaburgh) Hooker died Tuesday (February 15, ).

Man, Wethersfield (us) is a whirlwind of history, love, and eccentric character. I get giddy every time I launch a new feature on the dating site because it’s like matching hearts right here amidst the old streets and modern beats. It’s not perfect—nah, just perfectly real.

John Magel Obituary - Wethersfield, CT