Photo: Alessandro Belluscio

I wondered, how could this be any better? At that very second, the sun disappeared and the clouds came in, showering their fattest flakes ever. I remember that day as one of the best. I wish every day could have been like that. Snow melting in your mouth as you stared at the sky in awe, wondering why everyone isn’t here.
—John Jensen, age 12

(From a letter to the editor)