I realize that for those of you who live in cooler climates, a holiday kicking off the beginning of summer must be very exciting. But for those of us who’re already sweltering–and knowing worse is on the way–the memory of one of our rare snowfalls is a welcome thing. This is for my friends who enjoyed the great snowfall of my junior year at Alabama with me.
Tiny dancer Carreme, whose snow-encrusted bell bottoms weighed more than she did.
Softball champ Debbie was winding up to pitch a snowball.
Joe was more of a snow frisbee guy.
Carreme, do not mock Steve G’s failure to catch the frisbee!
Because then it became a new game: tackle frisbee.
But I win, because a Volkswagen drove into my brain AND I LIVED. It’s still lodged there–true story.
What I wouldn’t give for a small snowstorm right now!
Hot in St. Louis, is it?
Okay, the one with the VW stuck in your ear is the keeper of this stack! I do recall the day we did that. Late January 1977 I think. I had walked to the house on 12th Avenue and then we walked from there I think to River Road before turning back and having a snow ball battle in the front yard of the house.
Great that you still have the pictures from all of that!
That year can’t possibly be right because I’m 35!
In the South, snow days were the best because everything stopped but fun. And that gas furnace in the Twelfth Avenue house. I’m sure we were all huddled over it afterward.
Sometimes, when you post pictures from those UA days, I regret bolting Bama at the end of our sophomore year. But then – just weeks after the above depicted 1977 snow-frolic – back in our little town I met THE one who is, and always will be, the love of my life. So to play off your latest post: there are regrets and then there are regrets. Each day is filled with opportunities, the narrative moves forward, and new stories unfold.
I couldn’t agree more.
I love that pic of you.
Thanks! It’s actually one of my favorites because it was such a fun day–and I’m not wearing any makeup! As a young woman, I NEVER left the house without doing my face, so that was shocking for me.