[Billfred]

Here's a Columbia snow story. (Bear in mind, I've lived here all my life.)

Snow comes to Columbia about...once a year. Maybe once every other year. And any time the snow sticks, even slightly, everything in town grinds to a halt. No school, no government, no nothing.

(Although earlier this year, as a bunch of us die-hards on 1293 were crating up the robot on the last night (post-tackle), it was sleeting. And there was school the next day.)