The Evolution of Snow Days
I don’t know about you, but when I was a kid, hearing that six to eight inches of snow was on the way was pretty much the equivalent of Christmas Eve. School was likely to be canceled the next day because there was 1) no way that little Johnny and Susie could walk to the bus stop in snow that was towering over their heads, 2) even if they could, there was a good chance that the bus would never…