Maybe it’s all for the better. We don’t take risks, and we rarely get caught in those epic 5-hour commutes anymore. No one comes into work with a horror story; instead, they are home safely and warmly surfing the web, all the while telling the boss they are actually working. The kids get to sleep late and play video games. The sleds gather dust in the garage.
No, we are not our forefathers’ New Englanders.
The mantle of winter toughness has been passed to the good and hearty people of the upper Midwest, where they seem to regularly endure 20-degree below zero temperatures and great drifting masses of snow. Some of them even enjoy it. And we bet they also still have fur-lined parkas.