I lived in Massillon and worked in North Canton. I remember driving to work that day — huge wind gusts blowing me over the icy road, drifting snow, bitter cold, but overall not that big of a deal. Got to work and there was nobody in the parking lot. Walked in and the guard said “What are you doing here? We’re closed — no work today.” I was shocked because I’d driven through much worse in the Sierras.
I also lived through the blizzard of ‘66 in Fayetteville, NY just east of Syracuse. And walked to class at Mizzou in 20 degrees below.
You’re right about the wussification of the US today...all this blah, blah, blah over some simple winter storms. And don’t get me started on this “wind chill” or “feels like” BS.
Well if you stand outside with no clothes on, you bet it’s going to “real-feel” 20 below :)