I remember it was January 2005 and I was sitting in an office building in New Brunswick, NJ. The local news said it was going to snow as much as two feet. Being a Georgia boy my whole life, I thought for sure that it wouldn't really snow that much, that it couldn't snow that much. After all the most snow accumulations I saw growing up were inches. Where I grew up, just the idea of snow got you out of school. Sure enough, it snowed around 22 inches on that Saturday.
Only being in the "Garden State" a few months, I was getting my taste of what I thought would be home for the rest of my life. I'm not going to lie, I was pretty excited to see that much snow. It marked a new beginning for me. Fast forward 12 years and I can't be more happy to only see an inch of snow on some parts of the ground here in Georgia. It may not be Central Park covered in 24 inches of snow, but it's still beautiful.