One of my people forwarded the anouncement from the schools stating why they were closing. It prompted a "when I was a kid" reply:
When I was a kid; I walked to school every day starting 1st grade until I graduated from high school and this was in northern Michigan. I know what -70 wind chill feels like from several occasions and the skin on parts of my ears that got frostbite didn’t come off until 5 years later. The schools expected that the kids would be dressed appropriately which consisted of a parka, mittens (not gloves, you’d lose your fingers) and “snowmobile boots” which were rated for being in the elements for 5+ hours. Snow days meant zero visibility and having to jump out the 2nd story window to clear the front door so your parents could get out; they gave you the day off because you would be spending the day in shifts removing snow from the roof or risk having it cave in and killing everyone. In my home town you don’t see the streets from November until usually March, you just aim for your half of the road between the snow banks and hope for the best. Because everything was white ALL THE TIME you had to either wear sun glasses 365 days a year or come in from a snow ball fight and spend the next 30 minutes feeling your way around the house because you were struck with total snow blindness. Fun while clearing the snow off of the garage was hopping onto the shovel your dad was using and having him push you off the roof. I know what end-stage hypothermia feels like; the stage where you feel like you can’t stay awake but if you fall asleep, you die.
And not a single kid died from exposure in the 21 years I spent in that frozen hell.




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