Two of my friends and I set out one blustery Friday April afternoon from
St. Paul, Minnesota for Sioux Falls, South Dakota. We were excited to
spend a weekend together at the Catholic Diocese of Sioux Falls women’s
conference despite the forecast a blizzard sweeping through the upper
Midwest. We managed to make it to our hotel a couple of hours before
snow began to fall, but when we woke up on Saturday morning the blizzard
had arrived in full force. It took until the end of my sixth winter
living in Minnesota to see my first real blizzard, and I ended up being
in South Dakota for it. Perhaps the flatness of the prairie intensified
the winds, but I heard that the Twin Cities looked about the same as
Sioux Falls.
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