Whoa. I’ve lived here for how long? And I’ve never heard of schools being closed because of snow. In fact, in 1996 when it snowed over three feet in a 24-hour period they refused to close BYU campus and I somehow had to find a way get to my linguistics class to take a test. I’m still pissed!
Chuck knows that I’ll be turning on the fire for most of the weekend. He doesn’t have to worry about driving conditions or shoveling the walks or having snow whip inside the back of his coat. A storm like this is a gift. For those of you in warmer climates who’d love to see snow, you can enjoy it vicariously through him as he presses his nose to the flame of the fire.