Signal Chill: Embracing the cold with Brent Beshara
By Nicola Ryan It’s blowing a gale on Signal Hill. Clouds scuttle across the sunny November sky. It’s windy enough to wrench the door off the car, to blow the hat off your head. It churns whitecaps in George’s Pond. Folks pass by in winter coats and hats, and I’m in a bathing suit. I’m…