I won’t be flying back. I learned that lesson last year. Big ones actually have a negative impact for me now. Eg: walking at the height of a storm was always what I lived for. Enjoying it with like minded friends also. Not possible when everyone is separated and walking in the street can easily get me killed by a plow. It’s been a fun run with winter but I now understand why all the old school snow loving great tv mets moved to Florida in their old age. Coming back in February made me realize that had we gotten 3 feet like areas 50 miles south I’d have been stuck at home for weeks on end. I’ve skated, skied, snowshoed, walked in winter. I’ll be 80 as winter begins next year. I’m done.