Oh, Siri Where Art Me?
Go north, dad,” my son told me over the phone. “How am I supposed to know which way is north?” I asked him. It was snowing hard in Greeley so I couldn’t see the mountains to orient myself. “Just turn left at the next intersection,” he assured me. I was lost in Greeley in my brand new car. The streets were icy and I was worried about someone crashing into
