JME driving in the snow

I don't remember when this was taken, but it's later rather than earlier in our marriage, I'm going to say, because he's got his newer glasses on rather than the aviators he wore earlier.  I suspect it's Jerry doing the driving rather than me because it's snowing out, and I'd have been nervous about driving in snow (although of course I've done it, and now will have to do it on my own)...  oh, wait, I just recognized that sign in the background, through the window, I think, and if I'm right, I'm remembering now that this was a really bad snowy morning on the way to work, trying to get up a hill on Rt. 31 in Dundee.  We ended up having to be pushed out of a skid by a few Dundee policemen who were having to deal with lots of skidding cars that morning.

I find sometimes now when I'm driving I reach over to the passenger seat - I know he's not there, but I do it anyway, repeating a motion I often did, reaching out to squeeze his leg.  As if somehow he will be there, if I just keep trying.