I recall the big blizzard back in 2003.

I would have been 7-8 years old. The snow fell nearly three feet deep. Almost as tall as I was then.

I hadn’t really seen snow like that before. I ran outside, in the freezing cold, no jacket or heavy clothing, and jumped into the snow bank just outside the door, across the freshly shovelled brick pathway.

I was so exited, I didn’t care how cold it was. It was amazing to me at the time.