Any child goes bananas at the concept of snow. It was the only time you watched the news with any degree of enthusiasm–just think, a swoop of the radar and “presto!”, no school!
In my house, that depended on the weatherman on duty that morning, or the night before. As a child watching News 12 on Long Island, it was a waiting game to see who would announce our joy–or our doom. If Norm Dvoskin was announcing, it was a fair bet that there’s at least a two-hour delay, if not more.
Joe Gioffi, on the other hand, was the grim reaper. The local school districts must’ve paid him off each year, because whenever that bastard went on the air, there was no hope. It would only be a sprinkle, or the good snow would be “north and west” of the city. Oh, how we longed to live “north and west”, with all their snow days…
Well, as adults we have a far more complex relationship with snow. We shovel the stuff. Our cars slip on the stuff. You shoo away the kids that want to sled down your driveway. God forbid it snows during rush hour. Here are some other grown ups, and their opinions on the subject.
“A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.” — Carl Reiner
“Courtesies cannot be borrowed like snow shovels; you must have some of your own.” — John Wanamaker
“I grew up thinking of snow as a luxury you visit.” — John Landis
“I seemed to vow to myself that some day I would go to the region of ice and snow and go on and on till I came to one of the poles of the earth, the end of the axis upon which this great round ball turns.” — Ernest Shackleton
“I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.” — Mae West
“Minneapolis has two seasons: Road Removal and Snow Repair.” — Steven Brust
“Snow and adolescence are the only problems that disappear if you ignore them long enough.” — Earl Wilson
“The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.” — Margaret Atwood
“We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.” — Walter Scott
“Unless we make Christmas an occasion to share our blessings, all the snow in Alaska won’t make it ‘white’.” — Bing Crosby