I remember sitting in class (Knoxville) in the 1960s ….looking out the window and watching the light rain in the morning , knowing that it would change to snow around 10 am because Margie said it would. And, many times it did. I think for most of us non- technical weather lovers, we became enamored with winter forecasts because of the anticipation and excitement it would bring. I think now my love for winter weather is due to the memories it stirs from those good ole days. I’m sure all of us remember waking up several times per night to peek out the window for that dusting to an inch. Seems like it like it was more often than it really was. Heck, I even married a “TV weather girl” in the 80s. She lasted 5 months on TV ….she was terrible. (We were only married for 3 years……not just because she was a terrible weather girl). Cheers.