For John Bolaris, even something as simple as taking the train to New York inevitably takes a dramatic turn. Back in the spring, I joined him for his trip and when we arrived in Manhattan, all was well. We had a friendly interview on the way. Bolaris showed me some forecast charts on his iPad. He laughed about the time he had an awkward back spasm while taping a promo for the Flyers. As we rode up the escalator into the bowels of Penn Station, we noticed a middle-aged fellow in front of us. He looked frail and shaky. As we talked, the man’s legs gave way and he fell backward into the arms of Bolaris, who caught him and somehow stayed on his own feet. If not for the meteorologist’s quick save, that unsteady commuter would have taken a very painful head-over-heels spill.