Pat Shingleton: "Snow Storms and Directives..."
Emile and Susan Rolfs extended compliments to me and the contents of this column whereby I occasionally reminisce about weather-related experiences. In days-gone-by, a "dumping" of snow not only closed schools but put us on the hills of Pennsylvania for sled riding. Super cold nights also sent us to the lime stone quarry for ice skating. The enjoyment of outdoor winter activities met with a directive from Mom. The "side-door" and landing area was the designated spot to shed wet clothing. Newspaper, stuffed into boots, absorbed moisture. Thermal underwear, socks and "hoods" were draped over the basement close-line. Another "warming" device was the floor "register" that advanced furnace heat through the house and especially to our cold feet.