I’ve seen lots of crazy snow storms on the news these past few years. The famous one in my area is “The blizzard of 79.” I was only 5 at the time so I don’t remember it as well as my dad does. There are a few vivid memories that have survived. When our driveway was shoveled out the snow was taller than the car. It was carved out like a trench and it reminded me of the death star. The tallest pile of snow was right in front of our front door. I climbed up on top of it and I could see onto the roof of the house. I walked around for a bit and then suddenly sank into the snow up to my shoulders and couldn’t move. Luckily my dad was right there and pulled me out.
I’m trying out Twitter to see what it’s like. You can see the feed to the right under the tower ad.