This week we had a snowstorm. To many areas of the country this is no big deal. However, where I live we don't "do" snow. We don't have bi snow removal operations, most of us natives don't know how or care to drive in it, and everything pretty much shuts down until the melting happens. I like it that way. To me, a snowstorm is a chance to take a break from the hectic pace of life, to slow down, and just enjoy the view. But to hear many people around here cry about it, especially those from areas where snow is not a crippling event, you'd think that a snowstorm was tantamount to a life sentence in jail. They can't stand it and they're itching to get out and about.

Case in point: The local news featured a couple that had trekked three miles, on foot, to find an open Target. The reporter asked them if they were in desperate need of supplies. I'm sure he was thinking, "Why else would someone walk three miles through the snow to get to Ta...

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