Snowmass is about a 20-minute drive from Aspen, and as I took the back road behind the airport, I was reminded of when I was in boarding school in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Back then, whenever more than a foot of snow fell overnight, the headmaster would ring a giant bell, call off classes, and declare a “Powder Day” where everybody skied—students, teachers, and staff alike. There was no sweeter sound than him ringing that giant bell.
Can my boss do this?
