When I was a little girl, we had a couple of major snow storms, one right after the other, followed by very low temps. The snow was so high that it more than covered the top of the chain link fence our neighbor had around her yard. The freezing temps formed a deep crust of frozen snow on the surface, and we actually walked over to our neighbor on top of the snow and her fence. It did feel strange walking around outside about 3 or 4 feet higher than the ground! With this same snow, my Dad shoveled out the driveway, piling the snow on top of that already on the ground. The snow plow would come along and plow out the street, piling the snow along the edge of the street and into my Dad’s shoveled-out driveway, and he had to go out and dig out the car again. The end result of all this was a very high (maybe 6-8 feet) mound of snow at the corner of the driveway and the street, and a lower, but still high (maybe 4-5 feet), mound of snow along the side of the driveway. We kids knew what to do with that! We dug tunnels into those mounds, so that you could go from one end of the driveway to the other walking under the snow! We would walk in one end and come out the other, then walk around and go in the first end again, in endless cycles. We really had great fun with that. All of the kids from around the area had discovered our tunnels through the snow, and they shared in our fun. We would be sitting at dinner, and could hear the squeals of laughter from a group of kids who happened to wander by while we were inside. Ever after that, I had wanted to do that again, but we never did have that much accumulated snow again. Donna, in no longer cold and snowy Peachtree City, GA From: Helen Ware Sent: Tuesday, February 18, 2014 5:32 PM To: memory-lane@rootsweb.com Subject: [ML] snow shoveling How about we get back to some good old fashioned memories? <snip> Helen, in cold and very snowy New England! http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~mbousman1/memory.htm ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to MEMORY-LANE-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

I really like the snow. Not the shoveling so much, but what can you do. When I was little they didn't plow the streets down to the bare pavement like they do now. We used to be able to go sledding in the streets after a big storms, before the streets melted. Nothing like a snow day! My husband grew up in Chicago though and he says he only remembers one time when there was no school. They didn't cancel school out there the way they do around here. [Massachusetts & RI] Lisa > -----Original Message----- > From: memory-lane-bounces@rootsweb.com [mailto:memory-lane- > bounces@rootsweb.com] On Behalf Of Donna > Sent: Wednesday, February 19, 2014 1:39 AM > To: memory-lane@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [ML] snow shoveling > > When I was a little girl, we had a couple of major snow storms, one > right after the other, followed by very low temps. The snow was so > high that it more than covered the top of the chain link fence our > neighbor had around her yard. The freezing temps formed a deep crust > of frozen snow on the surface, and we actually walked over to our > neighbor on top of the snow and her fence. It did feel strange walking > around outside about 3 or 4 feet higher than the ground! > > > > With this same snow, my Dad shoveled out the driveway, piling the snow > on top of that already on the ground. The snow plow would come along > and plow out the street, piling the snow along the edge of the street > and into my Dad’s shoveled-out driveway, and he had to go out and dig > out the car again. The end result of all this was a very high (maybe > 6-8 feet) mound of snow at the corner of the driveway and the street, > and a lower, but still high (maybe 4-5 feet), mound of snow along the > side of the driveway. We kids knew what to do with that! We dug > tunnels into those mounds, so that you could go from one end of the > driveway to the other walking under the snow! We would walk in one end > and come out the other, then walk around and go in the first end again, > in endless cycles. We really had great fun with that. All of the kids > from around the area had discovered our tunnels through the snow, and > they shared in our fun. We would be sitting at dinner, and could hear > the squeals of laughter from a group of kids who happened to wander by > while we were inside. Ever after that, I had wanted to do that again, > but we never did have that much accumulated snow again. > > > Donna, in no longer cold and snowy > Peachtree City, GA > > > From: Helen Ware > Sent: Tuesday, February 18, 2014 5:32 PM > To: memory-lane@rootsweb.com > Subject: [ML] snow shoveling > How about we get back to some good old fashioned memories? > <snip> > Helen, > in cold and very snowy New England! > >