In these parts, when people see a snowflake they shriek, hurry off to empty store shelves
of bread and milk, and then return home to crank the thermostat up to 80
Many decade ago, when I first moved down to Dixie, I found this quite silly, and I beat a trail back to Yankee-land as quick as possible so I could enjoy skinny-dipping at -16F and walking barefoot in the snow, together with the other pleasures of my dissipated youth
But somehow I finally returned to the South and now I've lived in this town longer than anywhere else.
I've stayed here long enough that it sometimes make sense to me to don a nice warm sweater on a 70F day
Gradually I've gotten used to the fact that people abandon their cars in the roadway when there's a bit of snow
I spent about ten days planning for an event last Wednesday evening, and on Monday we had about an inch of sleet. Amazingly, the city promptly sent out sand-and-salt trucks, so by Tuesday most of the roads were clear. It was above freezing Wednesday and everything was melting well, but there was a 30% chance of snow flurries Wednesday night so the event was cancelled. It would have been pointless to argue about that, so I didn't
Instead I turned to organizing my precinct. By Friday, I had permission to use a room in a local church, and by Sunday enough people were promising to show up tonight that I would a quorum. The snow began falling early this morning, and by about 11A there was an inch on the ground, with only a rare snowflake still falling. I got an email about how grim the weather was. In the early afternoon, I drove the roads, picked up the room key, and emailed everybody to say I thought it would be safe
There wasn't any response for a while, so I figured I'd lost another few hours of my life organizing a never-to-be-held event. As the afternoon wore on, one person after another checked it, and one after another they told me they'd come
I didn't believe a word of it, but I didn't tell them that
I got to the church five minutes early
Some people were already waiting
And within a minute or two, everybody, who'd originally said they'd be there, was
It was a good precinct meeting, and I'm psyched: they're a great group!
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Surprising too since everything is canceled. I'm heading out to the grocery store and I'm scared. 
Hope there's still some food there. 
