This story begins some months ago. It would have been late January or early February when someone misplaced their hoodie on the road not far from the home of The Sled. Maybe they dropped it. Maybe it fell off the roof of the car. Maybe it was thrown out of the window of a passing car in a moment of spontaneous hilarity. We may never know. But it sat there, alone, for many weeks waiting for its owner and dearest friend to return. Weeks turned into months and still it was alone, unclaimed. And now as winter approaches and the chill permeates the morning air, we find it has vanished. Whether returned to its beloved or added to land fill, its story remains incomplete.