From my son Taylor:
We were out driving on Saturday, doing a little family outing in the midst of the freezing rain. That's what you do when you're from PA and there is bad weather. You go out driving in it. I learned that from my dad! Anyway, we were driving down Red Bridge Road near the rail road track bending turny part (locals you will know), and we were discussing road conditions.
Taylor comments quite nonchalantly: "That's called 'Black Ice' right?" pause... "Kind of like death written on the pavement."
I love my son's dry humor, it gets me every time.