Snow Jam 2014. I love a good snow day and this one will certainly be remembered until the end of time. Somewhat like where were you when JFK was shot, the Challenger exploded, the planes hit the World Trade Center? Like all good Realtors on a Tuesday morning I was out looking at houses. Very reluctantly, I headed to Tucker with a co worker to see his new listing as the first snow flakes fell in Buckhead. I was feeling unsettled as my LaGrange Facebook friends were already reporting the freezing rain that was falling fast. My dad had finished his morning walk at the LaGrange Mall to find ice had covered his car. My son’s school had called an early dismissal. I had made the executive decision to cancel my own caravan so the young family in the home would not be out in the snow that was being predicted to fall late morning. There were so many signs yet everyone was moving forward with their day in their normal Tuesday fashion.
Heading back to Buckhead down 285 it was becoming obvious this Tuesday was no longer business as usual. After a very slow trek down the highway and growing very short on patience we decided to abort mission to return to the office and just get home. Having run most of the roads around Chastain Park, I thought I knew every hill within a 5-mile radius. I did not know Powers Ferry was a roller coaster of winding hills. Four miles seemed to last an eternity as we witnessed the calamity that was unfolding around us. Almost 5 hours after beginning the 15-mile journey we arrived safely at my home to find my Michigander husband shoveling the driveway. I guess you can take the Yankee out of the north, but you can’t take the north out of the Yankee.
I’m sure stories will be told for years to come. Fingers will continue to be pointed looking for someone to blame, many will be thankful for new friends made in makeshift shelters and unexpected acts of kindness, children will forever remember the night they got to spend the night at school, and northerners will have fun laughing at our snowpocalypse caused by 2 inches of snow.
The snow is slowly melting and next Tuesday caravan will go on as usual with all good Realtors lunching in beautiful homes around Atlanta, and the south will rise again.