It was “déja vu all over again” for me one day this week when I left Syracuse for an appointment in Fulton. Here, most of the snow we had received had disappeared during the past few days.
Going along with my wife’s estimation, there was “maybe an inch or two of snow on the ground,” but I was closer to calling it “a trace.” It seemed much like the days a few years ago when I was driving to Fulton every week day morning.
As I drove towards Fulton the roads and the yards along the way were pretty much free of snow.
Then, as I got further north an accumulation began to build up, and when I reached Fulton there was snow in the road and large piles on each side.
The city’s plows had done a good job, but there was “a lot of snow.” Drivers were being cautious and although it was around 8 a.m. there were no school buses on the streets, a good sign that school classes for the day had been canceled. But there were people out and about, seemingly carrying on their regular business.
Then I remembered: There never seems to be a big fuss in Fulton about the large amounts of snow that appear wall to wall in the city streets, driveways and sidewalks during the winter months.
After all, it’s just a regular part of Fulton life.
While I was waiting for my car to be serviced I met a pair of enterprising young businessmen. They were taking advantage of the snowfall of the night before and their day off from school to clear some sidewalks. They were finding out that businesses come with a few problems. They were at Tom Alnutt’s service station to replace a belt for their snow blower.
My son, Craig’s trip here last week from his home in Roanoke, Va. was a complete reversal of a usual winter trip when the weather is nice in Virginia with forecasts of wintry weather closer to New York State. There were several inches of snow on the ground Thursday night when he left Roanoke, and his flight from Washington, D.C. to Syracuse had been canceled.
He was able to get a flight out of the Charlotte, N.C. Airport and arrived in Syracuse ahead of schedule Friday. Craig was surprised that contrary to what he could have expected as well as to what he left behind in Roanoke, there were no huge snow piles, and very little evidence of the nearly 40 inches of snow the city had received this winter.
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Living in Fulton and thinking and talking about snow certainly go together. To convince myself of that I looked through some columns from past winters:
December 7, 1982 – Winter snow talk: Snow probably means a steady fall unless the words occasional or intermittent are used. Heavy snow usually means four to six inches or more in 12 hours. A snow flurry is an intermittent snowfall which may reduce visibility, and a snow squall is a brief, intense snowfall with gusty winds. Blowing or drifting snow means strong winds and poor visibility for a lengthy period of time.