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So, in my area there will be a "huge" snow storm. And by huge, I mean "light powder" for those who live farther north, and "Oh my gawd we'er all ganna DIE!" from down south. As for me, it could very well be the largest snow I've seen in my life. (Estimating about 10-12 inches between today and tomorrow)

It has me thinking about two things - Does anyone here have any particular snow stories that are memorable to you?

And, what about your characters? Have you ever written a snow story? If you haven't and you want too, what who would face the snow and how would they act?

its goign to snow here to, not seen snow here in NC for years.

Send it south! We're just now getting now getting flurries, but I'm hoping for a decent accumulation.

When I was eight years old, my family moved from Connecticut to Oregon. The year we left was one of the worst winters in CT for a long while. About a week after we left, I remember my father showing me a news clipping about how record snows in CT had cracked some of the exhibits at the zoo. A lot of exotic bird had flown away, and apparently, the tigers had escaped and it took a week to round them back up. I was glad we had moved so that we didn't have to worry about wandering tigers! But also a little sad that we had moved, because there weren't going to be any roving tigers.

Finally GA Is getting some damn snow! Took it long enough. We got to go to school for like an hour but everyone then got dismissed. We have I wanna say an inch or two, but the snows not stopping!

That's a great story Kim! I mentioned earlier that I've never seen a snow like what we are about to get, but every time I think of winter I always remember the book "Little House in the Big Wood." During Christmas they make sugar candy, and their own syrup. It always sounded like a lot of work, but also very magical to me.

Pen you can have it! Snow and I do NOT get along. I'm like a cat on ice in it.

It hasn't started snowing here just yet, but should in a few hours. The skys have been murky all day.

Snow stories you say? Oh I have a delicious one for you. Several years ago I was attempting that whole 'College' thing in a city that suddenly got a lovely snow storm. In the early hours (roughly 2am) a girl in the dorms reported that her carbon detector was wailing. The guards contacted the building SUP. So at around 5am (yes a whole 3 hours later) the fire alarm trilled and we were all shoo'ed out of the building. Mind you it was completely freezing cold and most of us went out in our PJs and whatever shoes happened to be easiest to slip on since we figured we'd be back inside within 5 minutes once the building 'cleared' of residents. However there were news crews standing all around pointing and talking at their camera men. Naturally in my sleepy state I was confused.

Most of our parents knew before -we- did that we were being evacuated for a carbon leak. Let me tell you cutesy little PJ bottoms and sneakers made of mesh? Not at all snow-wear. The red cross and many local places took pity on the college students. The red cross provided blankets and hot chocolate where they could while local businesses let us gather inside their doors to 'loiter' even though we all know loitering is strictly prohibited.


We were locked out of the building for almost a complete week having to be housed in hotels nearby. Naturally the snow just kept getting worse making it the most complicated week of college ever. (Also funny picture for you.. I had a large old style desktop computer….we were allowed in our rooms for 4 minutes to gather clothes and school things only to be rushed right back out by hot firemen…Now picture me with my four wheeled little shopping cart dragging this monster of a computer through almost a foot of snow.)

Hmp. Snow. You evil evil thing.

As a Canadian, your 10-12 inches of snow tickles me , and conveniently reminds me of a snow story, from when I was in my first year of junior high.

It had been a fairly bad winter in our area, and in several places surrounding us, and after a particularly bad night woke up to the news that school districts around our area were closing for the duration of the storm,due to the fact the buses were having trouble getting to the houses in our rural area to pick up students

This of course was a big deal, since snow days were pretty much unheard of in our school district. There was much celebration, but our elation didn't last long.

Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately depending on how you look at it) it was helpful parents to the rescue! And a team of parents in 4x4's drove around and delivered us all to and from school for three whole days, and our district stayed open while everyone one else closed.

It seemed so unfair at the time,but makes for a funny story now.

I haven't seen snow in years! It's snowing in GA and sticking and I know it's not much, especially compared to the terrible ice storms in KY (which I loved btw), but it's something. But there was this one time in Ohio where this snow storm hit and there were like... two feet of snow! I was so thrilled.

I thought it'd be soft so I played around in it excitedly and, you guessed it, fell forward face-first (wooooo alliteration). It was not at all as soft and comfortable as I thought it'd be.

Then there're all these ice storms in KY that happen. The hills are tall and bare and gorgeous! The ice coats everything and gives it this white-blue sheen. The mountains with all the frozen trees are so brightly colored blue that you honestly believe you're in another world. It looks nothing like it does in the summer or fall.

You can sit outside and hear the trees creak and break and collide with the ground for miles. It's so destructive and beautiful and I love it so much.

Well, let me put it this way.
If I opened up my back door right now, four feet of snow would come tumbling in.
We've cleared out most of the front yard. It's manageable.

This isn't really a story, but thanks to snow and an Extreme Cold Weather Alert yesterday, an exam I was supposed to write was postponed to today. Which is unheard of for my school board. It's even colder today (-38°C with the wind chill) and even elementary schools were open. I think that's crazy. Little kiddies don't like to bundle up, and half of them don't have proper winter attite. Pretty dangerous, especially with ice and pedestrians sliding across intersections. And also, it would've been cool to have tomorrow's exam postponed, too. But now I get an extra day to study.

I hate having fire drills during the winter. I was doing a lab a month ago when the teacher told us, "hey, in case of a fire drill- juuust in case there's one during a lab- turn off your hot plates."
Cue collective groan.

Phew! So I've just had my first every official snow day. Almost my entire area completely shut down, including a comic shop I know about that didn't even close early for a Hurricane!

I'm sure those around here from further North (like New York I'd assume) would look down at my little snowland and laugh. It's okay though, because my snow day was awesome.

Except for the part where I had to go dig out my car. That was cooooolllld.

I live in the mostly snow-less part of Canada. We generally only get a couple of inches every winter; usually it just rains instead. When we hosted the Olympics here in Vancouver four years ago, we actually ended up having to truck in snow to one of the local mountains for some skiing events!

Anyway, the university I was attending a few years ago was situated on a mountain. A very small mountain, to be fair, but meeting the definition nonetheless. There's always a chance during the winter that if it's raining in Vancouver, it snows up there - and of course if it's snowing in Vancouver, it snows a lot more up that way.

The campus had its own plows and were usually pretty good about salting and sanding the roads before things ever got too crazy. But every so often, things did not go as planned.

I was up on campus in the afternoon for an evening class, running 'til about 5pm. It was snowing a little bit when I arrived up there on the bus, and there was already a few inches on the ground, but it was nothing too big. I pranced off to class.

In the first half hour of class, the sky decided to open up and deliver a year's worth of snow to the area. They shut down bus service to and from the campus without warning anyone, and then proceeded to close roads to regular vehicle traffic, too, after a whole lot of silly folk with summer tires on their cars ended up blocking things and subsequently were abandoned. Those of us up there - and there were still lots, at that time of day - ended up stranded overnight. A lot of folks slept in the gymnasiums or whatever semi-warm surfaces they could find. I was a little better off because I had access to a locked-to-the-public student lounge with cushy couches. I remember walking by a snowdrift that night on my way to one of the coffee shops nearby that was taller than me.

I had a midterm the next morning, too, and ended up doing pretty well on it. Lots of time to study, at least, hehe.

I have a funny snow story. It was during "Snowmageddon" a couple years back, when we got 2-3 glorious feet of snow. Still a paltry amount to some of you, but for us it was unheard of. My house is a 30 minute walk from the college campus and at the time, I was on campus with my Brand New Partner, Thor. The snow was falling, we were playing ME2, and all was well. We went to the dining hall for breakfast. When we got back to his place, I started to feel ill. Over the next couple hours it became increasingly obvious that the dining hall had given me food poisoning. I was unable to walk back to my house due to the snow, so I was curled up on his couch trying to keep water down and napping on and off. AND... trying to be at least somewhat discreet about exploding from both ends. In a tiny apartment wherein the bathroom was in the center of everything. (At this point I'd have no problem exploding around Thor, but this was years ago.) I'm glad I didn't try to go home, either--a couple days later when I did brave the voyage I took my shortcut and it took about an extra hour to slog across this field where the snow was waist deep. That was pretty scary!!

I do have an interesting one. Not sure if it's totally related, but it's the only snow-related one that comes to mind.
I was walking through the neighborhood one snowy day when I noticed a kid was throwing snowballs at a blindfolded snowman. I asked what the heck he was doing and he said the snowman was being executed for war crimes. He then threw a snowball that knocked the snowman's head clean off, and the kid cheered and screamed and stomped on the head. I speed-walked out of there. To this day, I wondered what that kid amounted to.

And yes, it's snowing at least a good foot here.

Here in northern Oregon, we've been evading most of the below-freezing temperatures, but it took a big dive a few days ago. Wind's also been kicking up, and today we're getting a pretty solid snow. By the standards here, it's a blizzard.

But then, I grew up in Michigan, so... "Oh hey, lotsa little flakes and a thin layer that's actually sticking!"

I'm told that the ice and snow is "greasier" out here, and thus more dangerous to drive on, but lacking any desire to bother getting a driver's licence... I wouldn't really know.

Snow? Seen it once
It's never snowed in any place I have ever lived (not during the century I've lived there, at least), and rain is usually very welcome (I especially love thunderstorms, as long as I'm indoors for most of it).
I think my school almost had a rain day once.

My first (and only) trip to the snow was me going snowboarding with my dad. I was excited because- wow! SNOW! That thing that has always seemed to exist only in movies and stories! And also a little nervous- I'm usually pretty sensitive to cold, and have always assumed that snow = more cold, and thus that it must be colder than it has ever been where I lived, and we've had some pretty cold days.
We took a bus at around 3 am for a few hours and tried to sleep. I couldn't stop staring at the snow when I first woke up, which was definitely real and piled up on the sides of the road making it obvious something had to clear it up in the middle. It turned out to be warmer by a few degrees than our area of departure (I even ended up sweating a bit under my many layers once I started snowboarding). There were stalactites (right word?) coming down from the snow-covered roofs, and it was all real!

In retrospect, I really regret focusing more on snowboarding rather than all the things I had previously seen myself doing once I finally got to see snow, but I didn't fee like being too immature. I DID make an attempt to make a snowball, but it wasn't as sticky as I imagined it would be, really more like sand I guess, so I abandoned that. Maybe I should have tried spitting on it or something, you tell me.

Oh man I could ramble on and on. Felt like a once in a lifetime experience...