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Let It Snow: In The White Stuff, We Find Community

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With the first massive snowstorm of the winter predicted to hit the Boston area today — and the region marking the 35th anniversary of the Blizzard of '78 this week — I am reminded of the power of snowstorms past. And why I love snow. Why we need snow.

As a kid, I grew up near woods, fields, and the ocean. I spent many winter hours outdoors. I trudged up hills for sledding marathons. I skated on frozen lakes, and foolishly played on icy rivers. I burrowed into snow banks and built igloos. I practically lived in nature's cold embrace. (I also walked to school in the snow. Yes, the snow was deeper then. I was also shorter.)

With its blanket of pure white, a blizzard transforms not only the landscape, but people.

We need to be outside. To puff out cold air through our lungs and see our breath condense into cottony wisps. We need to work, to shovel. Yes, shovel.

This program aired on February 8, 2013. The audio for this program is not available.

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