We've had more snow today. Good for building snowmen. My snow storm experience happened in March of 1959. My husband and I went to the neighbors about a city block away here in rural Iowa. He planned to build a closet for them and we were invited for an early evening supper. While there it began to snow and at 10:30 p.m when we were going home our car was drifted all around about 3 foot deep. Well, being the hardy farmer he is he made it clear to me that we were going to walk home. This city girl had visions of us lost in the fields somewhere but off we started. Every step we sank into our hips. Oh yes, I haven't mentioned that I was 7 months pregnant with our first daughter. Well, we did make it home and were snowbound for a week. Before that week was up we were walking back and forth to the neighbors on top of those by now 5-6 foot drifts. A week later the county came through with a bulldozer, as well as, the maintainer. We immediately took the neighbors and went to town for groceries. Guess what, the next day we had another snow storm. My husbands sister, her husband and children --their son was 3 months old, came to visit and they were stranded with us for another week. Our brother-in-law walked the mile to the highway to get to town for formula for the baby. We made the best of these storms and look back thinking how much "fun" we had during that time. Those were the good old days. Oh, Jackie, you don't have to slow down in Iowa anymore. Since the first of July our speed limit has been raised to 70. Merry Christmas, all you listers. Emily