I am truly obsessed with snow. There was a bench built into a window in my home in Concord, Massachusetts where I spend my formative years. In the winter I would spend hours on that bench reading Hardy Boys mysteries while waiting to see the first flakes of an approaching nor'easter in the orange hue of the flickering street lamp on Nashoba Road. That light, when bespectacled with giant airy snowflakes, was like a talisman bringing fortune, healing, and magic to my unruffled suburban existence. At first I welcomed the snow for the promise of a day off from school the next day. But soon the arrival of snow heralded the promise of an audacious undertaking. If all went well with a storm we would load up the snowmobile and skis and drive to the local golf course to groom a trail for my father's high school cross country ski team. If I was lucky he would allow me to ride behind the snowmobile holding a rope so I could set a track for the skiers to follow.
The obsession with snow continues to this day and I spend at least a few minutes every evening reading a list of weather related websites. There is actually a man at Mad River Glen in Vermont who is more in deep than me with the snow thing and I read his Single Chair Weather blog religiously! http://madriverglenweather.blogspot.com/
This past weekend a few inches of snow transformed our campus into an ethereal landscape inhabited by snowboarders, cross country skiers, downhill jumpers, cocoa drinkers, artists, and board game afficionados (I am guessing there were some sleepers and video gamers as well...). The Shamrock Team, one of our four weekend duty teams, quickly shifted gears after off campus trips were canceled due to snowy road and created some fun events on campus. Trails were groomed, the woodshop cranked into gear, and the School House was opened up for games and cocoa. The Shamrock Team claims that it "always" snows on their weekends!
Another tradition of snow storms at Dublin involves the proctors (student leaders) organizing their dormitories to clear the walkways and fire escapes around their dorms. I just had to share the following email from the Hoyt-Horner Dormitory proctors to their ninth graders.
Dear Men Of Hoyt,
Mother nature has attacked us today and the men of Hoyt must prepare a defense quickly. Unfortunately, Mother nature is a strategic opponent and has trapped us within our dorm to soon perish, However, she is unaware of the arsenal we have prepared to counter attack tonight. So I call on the men of Hoyt to prepare for battle. We will have two groups, with group one starting at 5:00pm Shoveling the Upper Hoyt Drive way and the entire Lower Hoyt path (beginning at our door and finishing at the circle.). Group two will begin shoveling at 8:30pm tonight and will shovel the same area. This is a time where unity is important. If everyone works hard, mother nature will not stand a chance against us.
We will have another epic battle at 9:30 am tomorrow where everyone will meet in commons before taking down mother nature together. If there are any questions you can email one of the proctors. Let's defend our honor!!!
For the Glory Of Hoyt-Horner,
Kyle M. and Harrison A.