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The recent wretched weather might have been more tolerable had we not received so much warning that it was coming. We all had too much time -- about two weeks -- to fret before it arrived, so grocery shelves were cleared early of chili fixings, bread, eggs, milk and beer. Liquor stores and bookshops provided snow-day diversions. Saucer sleds -- those round plastic discs -- sold out at local stores.
We prepared smugly, certain that with enough supplies and amusements, we'd breeze through whatever winter threw at us.
A well-liked co-worker nearly wore out her welcome during those two weeks of anticipation by entering my office daily to announce how much she loved snow and how she couldn't wait for it to arrive. I refrained from reminding her that she clearly didn't grow up in Cleveland, where I was happy to leave months of seasonal affective disorder behind for the milder promises of Arkansas. Yet here we were.
The only benefit of covid is that it taught many of us how to work from home, sparing us the need to burn vacation days when getting into the newsroom was challenging. We pulled on fleece...
Source: https://www.arkansasonline.com/news/2026/feb/15/goodbye-and-good-riddance/
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