Howdie Y'all!

So I thought day's question would just be for fun. My area of this rock we call earth is buried in snow & thus inspired todays question.

I want to hear about your experiences with snow. Here is the criteria (you can answer any or all options)...

• What is your Best/Worst/Favorite snow moment?
• If you are from a place that doesn't usually get snow, have you ever seen snow? Explain
• If you have never seen snow... What do you think it would be like? Have heard anything funny about snow?

Enjoy, have fun! And remember, watch out for black ice and don't eat yellow snow!

OK...here goes!
MY favorite snow memories include my daughter
when she was in 4th or 5th grade. The snow I recall
was a freak snow in late April. The snow came
pelting down after midnight and continued until
daybreak. I'm sure 5 or 6 inches fell on our sleepy
town to close schools and delay business openings.
My daughter had a friend over to spend the night
...usually unHEARD of for a school night but we must have
smelled snowfall in the air! When they woke.. We all
dressed for the task and ran to the backyard to play.
It was a super snow for packing and I had some heavy
cardboard boxes we used to form big snow blocks and
placed the blocks one by one on top of each other to
form a beautiful 8 foot igloo! Roof and all... The girls gathered
felled branches and wove them across the top of the igloo
to form an underpinning for the roof! We packed snow
atop the branches. Now for the finishing touches! My daughter
found an old cylindrical red clay tile in the yard and before
we knew it, she had constructed a porthole view of the town below from
inside the structure. The doorway was made in keystone style
like a Roman arch. The two gals played the whole day long in their
new digs furnished with odds and ends from the garage.
We got some great pictures, too. But as April snows tend to do,
all was melted the following day. What a wondrous moment in
time!

I live in North Florida so snow isn't a big concern here. However, in 1988 it snowed enough to cover the ground and stay for a couple of days before becoming a black nasty mess. It was very pretty and made for my one and only white Florida Christmas.

L

Imagine this..... .5" of snow will shut Louisville down.

So..... one morning I awaken and we have been slammed with 22". Yes.... 22".

Nobody was going anywhere. But there really wasn't anywhere to go, everything was shut down becouse no one could get anywhere. Then the temp's plummetted to below 0. We we froze up tight.

Nobody was allowed on the interstate system. If you were caught on the road, you would be arrested.

The snow fell on Sunday night and I didn't/couldn't get out till Friday morning.

That's the day the City of Louisville "plowed" my street with a garbage truck. Other streets were "plowed" by fire trucks.

The Blizzard of 1977!
Picture this: Southern Michigan, 1977 (in the style of Sophia Petrillo of The Golden Girls)
I was a young dairy farmer's wife.
Paul also worked 3rd shift for General Telephone, about 20 miles from home.
The blizzard hit hard; many will remember.
Paul couldn't get home. He was stranded.
I was alone on the farm with a herd of dairy cows wanting to be milked.
The drifts were high.
On the 2nd day the neighbor about 1/4 mile down the road was worried about me.
She & her son donned snowmobile suits and crawled on all fours down to check on me.
Then we crawled over the 3 foot high drifts to the barn.
We couldn't milk the cows, so we gave them hay and crawled home.
On the 3rd night I heard snowmobiles at about 2:00 a.m.
Some other neighbors had ridden the 20 miles & picked up my husband and his mom (she was a 3rd shift operator at the same phone company) and brought them home.
The snow was so deep that the county didn't have equipment big enough to clear our road.
On about the 5th day, after the State roads were all cleared, the State brought in huge CATs and finally got us cleared out.
Miraculously, not one of our cows developed mastitis (an infection they would normally have gotten from not being milked appropriately).
I guess that is one of my worst and best snow stories.

The question conjurred up in my mind many good memories of snow days in my childhood.

Another fun memory is technology based
My daughter and I wanted to try out our new CORDLESS PHONE!
There was plenty of sled-worthy snow outside and and a sidewalk
with one heck of a slope abutting our yard. So we phoned up her
dad and hoped on our sled to see how long the connection would
hold! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! was the
screech he must have heard as we alternately took to the air
and bounced back to the concrete, coming ever closer to the street
and traffic below. Not a great lesson in safety for my daughter but our
phone held out to the mid point and we had a memorable ride!
(Her father's ears finally recovered, too!)

Hey Jeannie, I was 7 but I remember that. We went to open the door and it was completely blocked. My dad crawled out a window to clear the doorway. We had plenty of wood so we were warm. Freezers were in the house, and a gas stove so we had food. The boys and I went sledding for hours. Schools closed for over a week! Dad took us ice skating and had to spend the first hour shoveling off the ice and then showed us how to barrel jump and do figure eights. My dad was a great skater! Then come home to hot chocolate and chili. Good memories, thanks!

Snow...isn't that what I see when the cable goes out?

Kim from CA...

I love the snow channel. Good times!

This is easy. I married my darling young wife on January 3, 1989, while we were both college students in Utah. Our wedding date was chosen because it was during the winter break. School started one week after the wedding.

Having grown up mostly in Idaho and Utah, I was very accustomed to the snow. I bragged to SweetYoungRebecca how I had never slipped on the snow or ice and fallen down. I was VERY sure-footed.

On our first day back at school, as a cute, young, newly-wed couple, I was more than anxious to take care of my adorable young bride... who was five years younger than me. As we made the long walk from the parking lot to the campus, she held firmly to my arm to keep her balance on the snow and ice-covered parking lot, streets, and sidewalks. We were so cute together; it was enough to make you want to puke your guts out!

As we approached one of the buildings on campus, we walked down the curb ramp, where I hit a patch of ice, taking my feet out from under me, sending me a** over tea-kettles, throwing me to the ground, and pulling my adorable and trusting sweetheart to the ground with me. We ended up with matching butt bruises. We hit that old sidewalk pretty hard.

I have not bragged about being sure-footed in the ice and snow in almost 20 years.

As soon as I graduated, I moved to Phoenix, Arizona, and then to Florida. I now believe that snow is a wonderful thing to go and visit. I just don't like it to come to my house.

The Blizzard of '77 in Michigan!
You just brought back some cool(cold) memories!
We lived on a farm in Dundee, my Dad was stuck in the city for days, Mom, sis, and me tried to feed the animals, (dressed ala Ralphie's li'l bro in the Christmas Story) kept walking into snow drifts taller than us and ending up flat on our backs,giggling like it was a vacation on the beach, (mom always made things fun) fireplace popcorn, hotdogs,stories,good times. Never knew Mom was panicked, she just made it into a slumber party.Dad made it home on day 4 or 5, we lost a lot of sheep,they delivered the lambs then died, Sis and I had a basement full of lambs we got to bottle feed every day, and play with like they were our baby dolls(we were young and never knew how that blizzard hurt everything)

Things I miss about the snow
snowmobiling
snow angels
snowmen
snowball fights
ahhhh, just about all of it brings back great childhood memories,can't picture a childhood with out snow!!!


***as an adult, I can definately live without it!!!!(live in Vegas now)

leepen,

I know Dundee! I'm from Morenci, south of Adrian!

TWo words - snow cream!

Wow, so many great memories. We raised our four older kids on a small farm in Idaho, miss the snow! Love the smell, the quiet calmness that seems to come with the snow. I remember one year, I think 1990 I can't recall but my brother came from California to visit. He said he would watch the weather and probably come up through Winnemucca, snowed like the devil, took them two and a half days. We were happy, didn't often have Christmas snow, they were miserable, his diesel wouldn't start, the kids cried because their hands were cold. Stayed under freezing for nearly two weeks. I really miss all the things we enjoyed in the winter, snuggling up to a fire, ice skating, snow boarding and watching the kids build their snow men.
Our eight year old remembers the snow in Boise the year we left, now we have been here in Cali for three years, she says she misses the snow too.
Thanks, great memories. I hope everyone gets to watch it snow, there is nothing more beautiful and calming than watching the snow fall from heaven.
Deanna

I lived in Conneticut when I was in high school - I was also very tiny!
(I hope to return to that state after my surgery - tiny, not Conneticut! )
Anyway, this very cute guy drove me home from church and stopped in front of my house and I turned to gracefully exit the car...but the minute by feet hit the driveway I slipped and slid completely UNDER the car!!

I can still remember the shocked look on his face as he climbed over the passenger seat and hung his head down to find me!
What a hoot!

Many years later I moved to California and here I plan to stay - a beautiful place where one "goes to" the snow!

Darien

My best snow memories are when my kids were about 2 years old and they first discovered snow. They are 6 and 8 now, but back then they would just sit down in the snow and start chowing down!!! My daughter (who is 6) still loves eating snow. It was so cute, a couple weeks ago we got about 5 inches, but my daughter was sick, and my son came in and got a cup, scooped up some snow, and brought it in to her because he knows how much she likes it! Isn't that sweet!! They fight a lot, but i know they really do love each other.

Another cute memory was when we first got our dog. It was in February and about a week later, we got like a foot of snow (I live in Ohio) and I had to take her out to go potty. She didn't know what to do! It was so funny, she couldn't walk, she could only hop! She loved it!! To this day, she still loves the snow. She is a 65 pound black Labradoodle (half lab half standard poodle) and when she comes in from outside she is always covered in snow!

The winter of 1977/78, I was a sophomore in high school--I went to a boarding school in Southern Oregon. It was the week before Christmas break, and we had a huge "banquet" that Saturday evening. I was sitting in the lobby of the girl's dorm with the girls' dean's son. The campus was all closed down and buttoned up for the night. About 1:00 in the morning, we looked out onto the quad and saw snow falling. I grew up in southern California, on the beach and had never seen snow falling and up close before. I wanted to go out in it!

Even though we were still in our formal wear, we ran out into the middle of the quad together. I was wearing a long green dress, he was in a tuxedo! We made snow angels, snow men and had a snow ball fight until I was completely frozen solid. We came back to the dorm and went to the kitchen and made cocoa and went back out into the snow and drank cocoa and admired our snow family. It was the most magical, unearthly memory. I never realized how snow can fall silently, how it actually looks like flakes with geometric designs when it lands on you, how fluffy it can be when its fresh.

The next day, the whole school was amazed to see the snow family and angels we'd made. We never told anyone it was us. His parents took us up into the mountains for sledding.

I didn't realize at the time that he had a crush on me. I thought we were just best friends. Now I realize how romantic that whole thing was. I wonder if he ever thinks of that night together when he sees the first snowfall of the season.

These are great stories/ memories. I am loving reading all the responses.

Being from New England, I have way too many snow stories. However, I used to eagerly wait for the first big snowfall each year, because that meant sledding with Daddy. We didn't use just any sled. He and I would use the Radio Flyer sled that his parents gave him when he was a boy. That sled could fly. Sledding with my Dad was the best and I always wanted to go faster.

During my first year of college @ SUNY Purchase, there was a huge snow storm & classes were canceled (in advance) for at least one whole day if not two. The storm started at night... Well after an evening of college fun and pizza, 2 of my friends and myself bunddled up and ran out into the quad of the apartments and had a snowball fight, made snowmen and snow angels @ 2 am! It was such a great night. We took pictures of us being silly with the snow falling all around us. Of course we caught snowflakes on our tongues. We finally went back inside around 4 am to warm up & dry off.

Love these stories of college days and playful nights in the snow.
When I was an undergrad, the snowfall was heavy here in
Southeast Ohio. The town is lovely and quaint w/ brick streets
throughout the main part of town and more than a few neighborhoods.
The hilly terrain and brick base make for some great sledding
on cafeteria trays and cardboard.. similar late night street-lugeing
was high on the list of snowy night activities! wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!