My absurdly acute sense of smell. Do you tell a random stranger you can smell that they have cancer? Or your teen might be developing schizophrenia? It’s great when the gas is leaking, but the rest of the time…

My great-grandfather was hit and killed by a car…in 1917. There weren’t that many cars around then, so that was some bad luck. It also makes us wonder if my grandfather’s progressive deafness was congenital, not noise-related from the plant he worked in. His dad should have heard that car coming.

Julienne Stroeuve, National Snow and Ice Data Center.