I remember plenty of snow days growing up in the Albany suburbs but I never remember going to bed already knowing school has been canceled. And I’m not old, only a little more than 15 years out of high school.
It boggles my mind now how everything is cancelled so far in advance. I remember we’d always start with a 2-hour delay, then go to closing. No way in hell would you be lucky enough to know about it the night before, even if March 2001 was coming.