How I came to dislike snow!
The Reporter's Notebook
Last updated 3/6/2019 at 9:30am
As a kid growing up in Palouse, I loved the snow. Snow meant sledding, and we had a couple of great runs, one in town and the other on the outskirts.
The one in town was from the top of North Hill that wound its way through the residential section and ended up on Main Street. It was probably a quarter mile long, and in places steep.
Our parents or some of the kids would post themselves at inter...