I see on this photo that it was developed in May 1959 but obviously it was taken earlier in the year. At least, I hope so.
The people in the snowy photo are our neighbor, Marilyn, my sister Karen and me.
We didn’t care if it was cold. We loved to be outside in winter. For that matter, we loved to be outside at any time of the year.
We would wear anything to keep warm. I remember Mom putting socks on our hands when we didn’t have mittens. The absence of thumbs made play challenging, but that didn’t stop us.
I wish I could find the photo of my sister when she wore an old fur coat and miss-matching socks. She was quite the sight, but no matter. Karen was outside having fun.
We never seemed to get cold back then. I wish I didn’t chill so fast these days. Right now, I prefer looking out the window at the cold snow.
But if grandchildren happen to visit on a sunny winter day, I’ll join them in making snowmen or building a snow fort. There’s still a bit of kid in me yet.
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