I think I’d be an entirely different person if I hadn’t grown up with the likelihood of at least a few snow days each year.
I’ll never forget the intensity of listening to the radio as they rattled off the town names in alphabetical order. And even if your town came later in the list you quickly learned which towns earlier in the list served as bellwethers for yours which only served to heighten the general excitement leading up to the official announcement.
But of course occasionally your town wasn’t announced despite all evidence indicating an assured snow day. That was a bitter but valuable lesson on the indifferent nature of the universe despite what they tried to teach me in Catholic grade school.