my arizona and california upbringing didn't instill a love of snow in me. we didn't take family trips to flagstaff or tahoe to go "swish swish" down a mountain covered in the cold icy stuff. once my dad decided to take us camping in yosemite. we drove all the way to the camp ground (about 4 hours) then my dad heard it "might" snow the next day so we slept in a tent one night, packed up all of our supplies and headed home the next morning. first time i saw snow falling from the sky was as a BYU freshman. i was probably the only person to run out in my parka coat, hat, scarf and gloves to dance around. (i think that particular snow produced a 1/4" of slush)
i grew up as a sun worshipping child. which is why it is curious that i live in new york city. where it snows. a lot. my first winter - 2003 - produced what is currently the 7th worst snow storm on record. now FOUR additional snow storms i lived through have compiled enough inches to be included in the top 6 worst snow storms on record in the new york city metro area. today i discovered that january 2011 broke an 86 year record for the most snow fall in a month - 49.4". didn't sign up for this...
today's high in mesa, arizona is 72 degrees. hmmm....
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