Thank You For Indluging Me

This is just my own little way of keeping the memories of a simpler time alive and well in the hearts and minds of all who read here.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

What You See Is What You Get

This morning I woke up thinking about the weather and how technologically advanced we've become with "state-of-the-art" equipment, and yet- the weather people are not always so accurate. It actually makes me laugh thinking how wrong they are much of the time. When I was a kid I don't remember hearing weather reports. If you wanted to know what the weather was, you looked out a window or door.

I remember waking up on a cold winter's morning and looking outside and see it snowing like crazy, and the first thing I would think of is "snow day"! It was always so much fun when it snowed. Of course the only responsibility we had as kids was to first help shovel out the family car, the driveway and the walkways- then it was all about playing in the stuff until you were so wet and so cold you just couldn't stand it anymore. Or, more times than not we were so oblivious to the wet and the cold, my Mom actually had to tell us we were wet and cold.

Now as an adult, I don't really mind when it snows- actually I think it's beautiful. However I have many more responsibilities now when it snows. I still have to shovel out the cars, clean the driveway and make the walkways passable, but I also have to drive in the stuff and go to work, or the store or run errands. It's not just myself on the roadways that I have to be watchful of- it's all the other drivers on the road. I usually pray that they know how to drive in it and are being as careful as possible.

But back to us as kids for a moment- my wife and I laugh when we reminisce about our childhood days playing in the snow. We still can't figure out if there was more snow when we were kids, or that we were shorter and smaller and the amount of snow just seemed like allot. Either way, remembering the many snowmen that we built, or the snow forts in the side of the hill by our house, or sledding down "dead-man's hill" (as we called it), bring back so many fond memories that I wouldn't trade them for the world. And it's kind of fun every now and again walking down our many "Memory Lanes". If anything it usually brings a smile- and last time I checked it's good to smile as often as possible. So in closing, I hope this brought a smile to your face as you remember your own childhood memories of the many "snow days" we had as kids. Let's go out and play in it!

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