Whether or not we want it, bad weather is moving in tomorrow and Wednesday--a foot of snow expected. I guess Michiganders have lived through this enjoyment only eight times since the early 1900's. Thank God for small favors; I don't have to go to work on Wednesday!
People in the UP (upper peninsula of Michigan) get this type of snowfall so much that it's "old hat". They climb up on their roof-tops and sweep off the snow. What wimps we are!
My dad passed away during the blizzard of '78. We could barely make it to the church across the street from the funeral home. We crept an inch at a time for about two miles, to my sister's house, and spent the night there just so we could visit with out-of-town relatives who were stuck here in Michigan. Lined up in a row, we all slept, wall to wall--overflowing from the guest room (big family!) I wouldn't have missed the experience for the world. How often to you get "snowed in" with people you rarely get to see?
In ninth grade we had a very heavy snowfall. Mom said we had to attend school, even though my sister Mary and I knew no one would be there. We dawned "sweater tights," as we called them; cable-stitched, knitted tights and slacks under our skirts. After plowing two blocks through the snow, walking down the middle of the road, lifting our legs a foot high with each step, we finally arrived to empty, dark hallways. School was cancelled. We could have slept in--good, ole' Mom!
So, tomorrow, "weather" or not we like it, we're in for a lot of weather...or not!
Pleasant dreams of snowflakes, white diamonds under street lights, frosted windows, heavy winds, snow plows, salt trucks, accidents...oh, forget it!
Frosty Queen
