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Afraid to move to Baltimore

Afraid to move to Baltimore

It's 9 p.m. here in Lubbock and unusually cold for Texas. A passing blizzard, and the usually sunburnt town has draped itself in a cocoon of snow. People rushed dutifully to grocery stores like the Walking Dead coming to life. I went, too, despite the late hour. My fingers are numb and struggle to hold the key as I try to unlock my apartment door.

Once my husband and I move to Baltimore, I doubt I will go out like this to get gas or buy groceries once it turns dark — or for any reason other than a dire emergency. Or so advises the Internet's chorus on Mobtown.

My husband recently "matched" with a Johns Hopkins postdoctoral fellowship program. As we prepare to pack...