by DAVE » Sun Feb 10, 2013 3:34 pm
How much you like snow depends on how old you are. I hate it now, but when I was a kid it
was the next best thing to home made go-karts and mini-bikes. In 1967 there was a major
blizzard in the Chicago area. School was cancelled for the Thursday and Friday after the storm.
My father worked about ten miles away and was snowed in there, so he did not make it home
until Sunday. Our house has a fairly long driveway which runs downhill, and a couple of friends
and I found we could get some pretty impressive speed going down it on a sled, as long as there
was no car parked there. We would turn right just before the garage and run off into the back
yard. The problem was that sometimes someone would miss the turn and slam into the garage door,
so we made a banked turn there out of some of the snow. My mother saw what we were doing
and showed us how to spray the banking with water to make it stronger, and faster. Now we were
gliding across the back yard and running into the chain link fence going down the side of the yard.
Another bank was made and iced over so we could turn left and run along the fence. Eventually we
had a mini-bobsled run which ran down the driveway, across the back yard to the fence, along the
fence to the back of the lot, then back across the lot to the other side for a total run of close to
200 feet. Naturally, word spread through the munchkin grapevine and soon there was a hundred
kids or more lining up to use the course. Then my dad got home and discovered all the ice on the
driveway and blew his stack. I did not see the harm in what we did then, but I have to admit that
if I had kids and they did the same thing now, I would feel the same. So you see, enthusiasm for
snow can depend on how old you are.