Classmate Ken Beck wrote, "I remember that, as kids, the world did stop for big snow storms, but it did so of its own, because that was what made sense, not because you were ordered to shut your life down." He commented Friday that the T service was cancelled as of 3:30 pm and no automobile travel allowed on highways, with fines threatened for non-conformance. "Continuous, everlasting coverage and updates on TV. ... Where is the wonder of it all?" he continued. "I love snow. The transformative quiet, beauty and wonder it brings to our lives; the realization that it is not all about us, that there are other forces in the world that take us up and toss us about and leave us with that experience of simply being human."
Yesterday I even managed to crawl through one of their tunnels! See the one at right, in center of sidewalk! It was a tight fit, but I squirmed through, much to the delight of the kids watching me.
This month's column is also on a wintery topic: Snow, saucers, sleds, and "sissies" -- a less happy experience in which I learned an important lesson. I originally wrote this story when our Senior Center writing group was invited to visit a 7th grade writing class in a local public school. The students had been doing "memoir writing" on this topic: a mistake you've made and the lesson learned. So we wrote on the same topic and then all read our writings to each other. It was a wonderful session of inter-generational sharing. And those 7th graders remembered my piece! Sometimes they see me in the neighborhood and comment again about my sledding adventure.