So, we had a blizzard yesterday.  This might be the most snow we have had in one event since we moved to Missouri.  As a kid, snow meant sleding, snow forts, snowball fights, cold noses and toes.  I remember it took a long time for our stiff fingers to work well enough to play a game of caroms when we finally came back into the house.  That was how we took advantage of snowy winters in Nebraska.

I found out many, maybe even most Minnesotans like snow.  When I lived there it seemed like Minnesotans wore it as a badge of honor to be able to survive the cold and snow of winter.  Snowmobiling, skiing (cross-country and downhill), snow-shoeing,  ice-fishing, dog-sledding, etc. the fun never stopped.  People were not fazed by a blizzard, snow plows efficiently kept roads open, schools were rarely canceled and I don’t remember church ever being canceled because of wintery conditions.

I lived near Langley, British Columbia for two years in the late 1970’s.  Even before a snowflake hit the ground the staff who lived off campus at the college where I worked were in their cars heading home.  The accumulaton of snow was never more than an inch or two, but the people seemed to fear even a small amount.

It snowed twice in deep south Texas during our years there.  It was such a novelty I had a young friend call me Christmas morning after a Christmas eve snow fall and ask me, “How do you make a snowman?”

Snow is snow wherever we find it.  People’s reaction to it is what is different and interesting.  I still like snow, but I would probably like it better in 70 degree temperatures.  Not likely to happen, though.

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