My Holy Week Tuesday started at 0200 as I got up to see how much snow had fallen, By 0430 I was out checking roads.
The scanner chatter was about frustration. A Plow Guy bemoaned the fact the wing had already been taken off his truck. To a fellow Plow Guy came this threat:
"Ya know they say, there's never any snow after the meadowlark sings? I'm comin' over to your place after shift with my shotgun to take care of that bird!"
Losing a day of school in April is not common in 56572. It happens about once every five years. The latest day when the weather closed school was April 23rd.
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