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What a wonderful memory and thanks for sharing it with us. To answer your last question I would say that snow is something you shovel as you get "older" or when you are actually "old". Then, of course, you try to find someone else to shovel it for you. At 72, I still enjoy the seasons and the snow even though I will bitch about it from time to time. I believe the seasons help us appreciate life in general and I am thankful for that. And thank you for being the 50th post. |
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I'm not very good at making long stories short, but I'll do my best. I'm not a native Iowan either, but this is one thing I'll never forget. I was born and raised in the Bay Area of California. I had never seen snow before. Well, from afar on the mountains, but never touched it, or played in it. It was the Summer of 1970, and I was 8, almost 9 years old. We had a crappy car, so my mom borrowed one, and she, along with the 5 remaining kids packed into an Oldsmobile convertible and headed to North Dakota to see my sister who had just had her first baby. We were somewhere between Rawlings and Laramie Wyoming when it started to snow. It was June, and we were all shocked to see snow. None of us knew how to drive in it either. We eventually couldn't see the road anymore, so we pulled off an exit and tried to get a hotel room. Of course, they were full. (might have been my brother going in in my mom's pink sweater? Not sure)...but none of us were dressed for cold weather. The 6 of us slept in the car (top up). When I woke up, everything was white. I had never seen anything so beautiful. My oldest brother went into the hotel to get coffee hot chocolate, and a few minutes later a couple of employees came out and talked to my mom. From their lost & found, they had enough warm clothes for my and my youngest brother to stay warm enough to play in the snow for a while. I was 9, and it was the coolest thing I had ever experienced. I don't think I'll ever look at snow like that again. When did it become just something to shovel?
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Greetings everyone quite a few years ago a Muscatine Journal reporter complied a book about Muscatine. I think his name was Jon (?) Carlson and somewhere, some place I've got a copy of it. I think I got it in my divorce. I'll have to dig around tonight after I get home from work and try to find it. How about: Skating at Skateland, 7th & Oak. C Wolfe was also my teacher at Jefferson The Body shop at Steremans Barts Pizza Hut at the Mall HyVee in the Mall The Mall Montgomery Wards with auto bays Firday night grocieres at Sun Mart Friday night cashing your check at the bank drive up Streaking Submarine races Cruising the ones WT Grants JC Penney on the corner downtown TP ing Al and Walt cutting hair in the basement of Hotel Muscatine Gibson's/Pamida The old DQ (Park Ave) burning KTNT hill (Mark Twain Overlook) WildCat Den Three Dog Night RoBo car Wash Deep Purple Drinking beer at the legal age of 18 Early 70's for me. Class of 1974. OMG it's been 35years this year. Thanks for all the blasts from the past.
Roger
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I didn't have any of these, but I saw 'em.
Watch around town this summer. I still get the old Whizzer Pacemaker out and go for a ride on sundays... Boy do the cops and people stare when they see it coming.. I have been pulled over many times by the cops simply because they dont know what a Whizzer Motorbike is and they want to check it out.. |
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