For all but eight years of my life, I have lived on the east slopes of the Rocky Mountain front range out of Augusta and Big Timber, Montana. For the half century (approximately in case you are doing the math) that I have lived in the wind, I have tried to get used to it, but I don’t think one can get used to wind.

Because it is futile to fight the wind, I have decided to try to put a positive spin on it. For example, if you have something that you no longer want, you don’t have to haul it to the dump--just leave it out and a 90 mph gust will take it somewhere where you will likely neve...