My last three years of high school we lived 37 miles from the school on a winding twisting road. School was at 500’ elev, our house at nearly 4000’.
“We” (my family) had a VERY different definition of a snow day…
My dad was a logger. The last 3.7 miles to our house was off the highway and half of that unpaved. If the snow got deep he’d have me take the Cat 950 to the bus stop so I could “plow” the road on the way home from school. I was the only kid at the bus stop in a front-end loader lol…at least it was full cab and heated