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On to the next storm the 6,500 hour Gfs has a big storm.
It snowed on March 31st, when I was born in 87. Winter is not dead yet.
I remember that storm. I was in the 7th grade. There were some girls with sunburns from a day or two before sitting next to me and we were wondering if we would see Snowbird on the air that night.
I say...let it snow! I don't care if it's June!