Dreaming of a white Christmas

The Northeast was blanketed with snow last weekend, and I loved it — because I love how snow humbles us.

When it snows in my hometown of Pittsburgh, people pour out into the streets. We shovel sidewalks and driveways, invigorated by the crisp air and the physical work. We sip hot coffee as we enjoy cheerful conversations with neighbors.

Snow still fills me with the same joy I felt as a boy when sc...