By MARY DAVIDSON
Senior Photographer
My parents were born in Massachusetts, so if I trust anyone’s prediction of potential snow fall amounts, it would be theirs.
Once when my siblings and I were very young, we were delighted to wake up to see big fat snow flakes falling from the sky. We felt surely this would mean loads of snow.
My mother just smiled, and said that if the snow had started with tiny snow flakes we would have likely got more snow, so go get ready for school!
Sure enough by the time we were dressed for school the snow had all but melted. Through the years my mothers way of predicting measurable snow fall has been right more times than any weather report out there.
