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I think the big difference between stinker years today and 30-40 years ago ( and I was around for them ) is you did not have the ridiculous warmth. You still knew it was winter, alright. And if you walked to the bus stop without gloves on it would sting....

I'm guessing what many of us suspected would happen, the 18-19th threat is falling apart?

Please don't take it to your therapist....last thing a professional needs is a depressed snow weenie in the group.....he' d be surrounded by people suffering from SAD and they would not be understanding....gadzooks one could never make bank by setting up a group for people who don't get enough snow in their lives....

There are trails locally that never reopened because they couldn't clear all the trees. Walking paths I had used for a decade were blocked. Some of those dead trees are rotting away enough to walk some of those areas again. I'll never forget the local mall parking lot filled with timber, and the local parks filled with mountains of wood chips.

This is why I don't come to banter during the work day....

I suspect it is rooted in the magic of childhood snow days; a day off from school, unexpectedly, and a day with friends sledding and having snowball fights. In the past kids in the neighborhood all did this together, differences were put aside, and there were no cellphones and only a handful of tv stations. There was the thrill of hiding behind a snow bank and tossing snowballs at passing cars, before there were cameras everywhere to record the deed. You never knew what would happen til the next morning. You didn't get calls the night before or an email or a posting on a school website canceling the next day because the Euro said you were going to get 2 feet, when you wound up with 3 inches....no, you had to wait til the next morning, and it if it wasn't cranking, you were going to school. Bummer. It was before life became complicated, with mid-terms, exams, dating, teen angst, the drudgery of becoming a wage slave, and having to drive to work in the snow to satisfy the boss man ( or lady ) who expected fealty for giving you the privilege of a job....think "Rosebud." Anyone who has watched through curtains at night, longing for the snow to fall, could understand the meaning of that last gasp...."Rosebud"......indeed.

Ok, this is rather unusual....

We have a few of them around here.....

It was sickening and abnormal. And yes, we are going to see it again, because the planet is burning up. I had tomato seedlings popping up that December. A tropical plant. Quite disturbing.

If you hate winter, as a lot of my cohort does, there is not, nor has there been, any kind of warmth to get excited over. These folks want sunny and 80 all year round. " At least it isn't snow" is all I hear in winters like this.

And they are complaining about it loudly already. My BIL was livid his stepson took his snow broom ( whatever that is ) to work with him and he couldn't clean the snow off the deck today.

Remember a documentary about a guy who got stuck there during a snowstorm years ago. Dude starved to death in his van. Apparently some roads get closed in the winter there. It was really sad, the guy wrote letters of farewell to everyone.

Not much to disagree with there, TBH.

After doing a little research, I found AZ fishing does leave something to be desired. Not bad, but not a retired angler's paradise either.

I think he means south of Flagstaff? Too lazy to check.

Not interested in being that far from the coast. I like my saltwater fishing too. So that leaves the west coast, and that ain't cheap. So it's the south. But it seems like a nice place, I've looked at it before.

Probably not affordable for a retired public employee and a wife with no pension and minimal 401k savings

A late friend had a place where he called it the "little" Adirondacks, which still got a ton of snow compared to here. He actually lived there but worked here in NJ, living in a trailer court in NJ. I get the feeling NJ is a place to work but live somewhere else....definitely retire somewhere else. For me, that will be someplace I can fish all year. Figure I can live without the snow, even though I enjoy the storms. Thought about going further north at one point, decided, ME in particular, just didn't offer enough milder weather. I don't like the heat either though. So looking at places like NC, SC, northern GA....but not FL. Or, maybe not....

It is also a place that attracts more than its share of those looking to get away from the rest of the world, and boy do they.....and Stephen King is not considered to be in the company of those you mentioned, even he wouldn't put himself there. His writing was once described as the literary equivalent of a Big Mac and fries. He would not argue with that: " If you wrote something and someone sent you a check, and it didn't bounce, I consider you talented."-Stephen King. By the way, he does love ME and once told students at a graduation there not to bother to even leave, because nothing else compares. I'd agree with him, in July and August....stunningly beautiful.

we went from 1983-1996 without getting more than a foot....( March 93 topped out around 10 of snow-sleet-zr ) so don't expect a HECS every few years. It is far more likely that we won't see one any time soon. But, it would be cool if we did....

I have had it with the rain. We need a break already. Cold and dry is fine, even warm and dry. This slop just sucks. Good for pneumonia, that's all.

What makes you think we would get a HECS? When you get rainy patterns like this, they tend to persist. You end up with a sleetfest or two sometimes, that's all. This was standard stuff most of the 90's. We'd have people driving into work from PA with snow on their cars, and nary a flake in our region....

Even there the winters are harsh. My BIL is near Lewiston-Augusta area and lived on a lake for years. it was great for two months of the year. To this day he rails against the snow; he is a ME native who moved to NJ for career reasons and moved right back to ME when he retired. He likes chopping wood all year and being in the middle of nowhere in a log cabin, so he puts up with the snow. He's a bit anti-social...but can fix anything and takes me fishing on his boat, so I deal....

After a week in northern ME you will be doing all you can to get back to civilization. Trust me on this one. Or keep going north to Quebec and learn French. You'll at least have Quebec City to keep you busy. Northern ME is just wilderness. Almost hit a moose up there.

FL is a depressing place, for a lot of reasons, though the fishing is good....you will run into lots of people there who came from snowy climates and never want to see cold weather or snow again, not even on a postcard.....