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SNOW

in Washington spent much time in the snow. We were south
of the Mason-Dixon, by 70 miles.

We kids played a lot in the snow. There’s nothing better than
the first flakes each winter. It was so white, so soft and flaky.
Being humid in the winter has it’s advantages. Everyone
loved it, parents and kids would get out to build snowmen,
play in it, and have snowball fights.

Everyone would also go sledding. Even, the parents during
the weekends if they were home. Kids would sled day and
night. Parents would call us in only when it got dark or we
were so wet and frozen we quit on our own.

My snow suit was wool and it would shed the wet melted snow
but, I never knew when to come home and get dried off, or
put on new warm clothes. When I did finally return from
sledding I was frozen to the bone and soaked. I’d try
unsnapping my galoshes. The snow would get in between the
snaps. My frozen fingers were like wooden sticks trying to pry
the snaps loose. Once warmed up I never regretted it, and was
ready for more.
Sleds were very important and they came in many different
sizes, small, medium, and large. The large ones stretched over
6 feet. They were usually slower even though they held three
or more kids, usually sitting up. When we lay on it I would
run along side the longer sled and jump on top of the pile.
Maybe, three, some times four of us. It was pretty unstable

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