Today parts of the Northeast and the Rockies got their first snow of the season. This made me VERY excited. I have always loved cold weather and snow ever since I was little. I think spending the first year of my life in the dessert made me dislike the heat and love the cold.
When I think about snow days, one particular time sticks out in my head.
When I was in second grade, a freak snow storm occurred. (snow storm meaning more than three inches) I don’t remember the details exactly, but I know the snow caught people off guard. I think it came too late. This is why I got trapped at school.
My house at the time was about 20 or 25 minutes away from school. Most parents decided to pick up their kids up early in anticipation, when nothing had even fallen. If that didn’t happen, then everyone lived close to school, and was picked up as soon as the snow started to fall.
I got sent to the library with about 20 or so students, because we were the only ones left in the lower school. My mom, with my 2 year old sister and my grandma strapped into the back seat, started her long voyage to FRA at 9:30. They were stuck on I-65 for 2 hours. Keep in mind we were only four exits from FRA .
My friends mother so graciously offered to drive me to the Walgreens in Brentwood, where my mom would meet her. When we finally all loaded up in her mini-van, her brakes froze. I would have to assume now that this was the emergency brake, otherwise we probably wouldn’t have made it to Walgreens in one piece. We finally made it to my family, and we started our journey back home.
We finally made it home at 3 in the afternoon.
I am very glad I made it when I did, because I heard the five or so kids still stuck in the school at dinner time had to raid the cafeteria for food.
There ended up being around 7 inches of snow on January 16th, 2003.
That is by far my most memorable snow day.
pretty
at least we didn't get THAT much snow
kory 