Jon is holding on very tightly to this memory, especially on mornings like this one when he had to dig us out of another six inches of snow. I know you're tired of hearing me talk about the snow, but in all the winters I've lived in Utah, I have never seen so much snow as I have this year. It just won't stop. More forecasted for tomorrow. And again this weekend. My Dad moved here from Tennessee two years ago and yesterday he called to say I get it, fine, you've made your point, Utah. THE NOVELTY HAS WORN OFF.