It's blizzarding in Madison. Last night I lay in bed with the windows open watching the snow blanket the trees. I'm grateful to be here for this snowstorm. I grew up dreading the snow. My least favorite memories of college are trudging through the snow on a Saturday morning with a temperature of -10 degrees Fahrenheit on my way to a final. Yuck. This ye…
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