In the 1960s, Raleigh’s only Kmart was at the corner of Six Forks and Wake Forest roads. I handled its newspaper ads.
The store manager, a newcomer to Raleigh from Connecticut, repeatedly derided our inability to handle snowy weather – closing the schools, leaving work early, staying home.
“Up north we know how to handle it,” he opined.
A few days later, it snowed about 2 inches, and when I went by the store at 10 a.m., the manager had not come in. I called him at home and asked about the problem.
“I can’t get my car out of my driveway,” he groaned. “The darn snow is slicker down here.”