After spending the evening on Beale Street in Memphis last night, my wife watching the Super Bowl, I went to bed, expecting the forecasted snow showers and rain in the morning to slow down our trip back home.
Instead, I awoke to three inches on the ground and snowing so hard I could not see the Mississippi River a block away. All the schools and government offices were closed, which probably worked to our advantage by keeping the traffic down. It was certainly a slickery trip out of town.