Adieu: A Farewell From This Season’s Snow Reporter

Over the past few days, I’ve been trying to come up with some wise words to leave behind, a parting gift of sorts. I searched for something clever and meaningful to pass along. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized something important: I’m not wise. Nor do I wish to be. I’m young, just 23 years old, and while I’ve experienced a lot and learned plenty of lessons, I know I’m nowhere near done. What I’ve …