Snow

  I think the most snow I have ever been in at one time was about two feet as a Sophomore at Anderson College.  We had heard it was going to snow one weekend, but we had no idea it was going to be so much.  This was back before professional meteorology and models on TV.  The weathermen knew it was going to be cold and wet, and they knew it would probably snow.  That was about all they knew.

 When I woke up the next morning and looked out of my dorm window, I saw a lot of white snow on the ground.  Because it was on a weekend, the school didn't have to worry about cancelling classes yet.  I got dressed and went outside to see other students marveling at what they saw.  Our campus was kind of hilly, so some students wanted to sled.  They got into the cafeteria and "stole" some trays.  They worked pretty well, although there was very little steering.  Other students got cardboard to slide down the hills.  The cardboard would get wet and fall apart after one or two runs.  I wanted to walk around the neighborhood, and I found I needed to stay on the road or sidewalk to keep from getting caught in the drifts.

 When Monday came around, the college decided to cancel classes, because the off-campus students couldn't get there, unless they had a dog sled or skis.  There were people in the neighborhood who tried to get out in their cars and would get stuck.  That's where we came in.  The drivers couldn't tell where the roads were in connection with the ditches.  Our job was to get them out of the ditches.  One student had a truck, and we would tie a rope to the car, and he would pull it out of the ditch.  We would push the cars to help.  Some kids wanted to charge money for this service.  Some drivers wanted to pay us for our work.  If they insisted, we took their money.  Otherwise, we didn't.  

 The last snow on the ground melted ten days after the event.  We had since gone back to class.  It was a lot of fun.