I remember the winter of 78/79 in Chicago. The one winter I lived there. After shoveling snow relentlessly, it took a couple of years before I thought snow was beautiful again.
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I remember the winter of 78/79 in Chicago. The one winter I lived there. After shoveling snow relentlessly, it took a couple of years before I thought snow was beautiful again.
I know exactly what you mean. I lived in the south for many years and if I needed snow, I would drive to Gatlinburg, TN would go skiing. For the most part, the people in the snow belt can have it all!