Snow Day

I grew up in Syracuse, New York and let me tell you we knew snow!

I'm sure my memory isn't perfect, but I remember it snowing all the time.  Maybe not every day, but certainly a few times a week.  And it was fun.  I took up skiing in the seventh grade and we went to the slopes at least twice a week, sometimes more.  They were only forty-five minutes away.  Once I could drive, we were there all the time.

And I still remember that emotion of turning on the radio in the early morning hours to see if our school would get mentioned among the closings for the day.  A snow day was an adventure.  The world stopped for the day and we could do whatever we wanted.

Not so much anymore.

As a New York City person now, cold weather and snow is a drag.  A real drag.  And this winter has been one of the worst in my time in the city.  All I can say is thank you for the subway system.

The winter weather this year is really bringing people down.  "Is it cold enough for you?"  "This snow is killing me."  "I can't wait for it to get warmer."

But why are we so surprised at this weather?  We live in the Northeast.  We grew up with this stuff!  It's winter, by the way!

Because there's no such thing as a snow day anymore.  Life goes on.  Still have to commute to work, get on conference calls, check emails, and get work done.  The snow doesn't stop anyone in their tracks, it just makes it all so much harder.  Snow storm after snow storm.

So sure the temperatures are the same, as is the snowfall from when we were kids.  But living winter as an adult just isn't the same.

There's no such thing as a snow day anymore!

What's your experience?  JIM.