My sophomore year of college I managed to live in a single in 616 (a Barnard dorm on 116th street) It was unheardof for a sophomore to get a room by herself in the building unless she was an RA but somehow I finagled it. We lived on the 10th and top floor. With my bed planted right by the windows, everytime I gazed out during the winter I had a view clear down Claremont avenue and could easily be swept up in the beauty of the falling snow in front of the beautiful buildings that line the streets. That alone brought me more peace, than I could have gathered from anywhere else.
Tell me, what are your favorite snow memories?
Riverside Drive in the snow