Sunshine and dam building have replaced sunshine and baseball

RYAN KUNSELMAN

In the immortal words of 1980's hair band Cinderella, you don't know what you've got till it's gone.

On Wednesday afternoon, when the sun poked through the clouds for the first time in what felt like several decades, that's exactly how I felt. When I saw those first few beautiful golden rays slicing through the trees, the chorus to "Hallelujah" erupted inside my brain.

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