I can remember when I was a little bitty girl on Horseshoe Bend, the winters seemed to be a lot colder than they are now. Wonder if they really were? It may very well have been that old pot bellied stove that always went dead during the coldest parts of those dark winter nights or it could have been the cracks in the old wooden plank floors. Cracks that were big enough to stick our little hands in. Don’t get me wrong, the cool air that drifted up through those old floorboards during the summer times felt real good…but during the cold winter nights…well, that was a whole different story.
Yep, it was colder back then. I remember standing on our front porch during the wintertime and tippy toeing on the banisters to be able to snap off those long glistening icicles that hung from the roof, so we could suck on them. Did we worry about how clean they were? Heck no! They were our popsicles!
Seems like we got more snow back then too. My mama would go outside when it snowed, carrying her old white enameled, red rimmed dish pan and begin to scoop clean snow into it. She would bring that snow in the house and mix milk, sugar and vanilla into it, making us kids some snow ice cream.
These days, kids get ice cream about anytime they want it, but back in those days ( to us anyway) it was a real treat just to be able to have any ice cream and snow ice cream was the best of the best! Mama always made sure that she got the clean snow…not any that was near the ground or nasty looking. I remember her letting me help stir it up with a big spoon. I couldn’t have been more than 4 years old at the time. Man, I thought I was doing something..and I guess I was…
I was making memories.
Those folks up north don’t understand why we Georgians get so excited about snow. It’s simple when you stop and think about it…Northern folks get more snow in one or two winters, than we usually get in our lifetimes!
They just don’t understand though and they have the best time making fun of us for running to the store, getting bread, milk, gassing up the car and anything else we can think of to help us make it through the snow storm.
I got news for those northerners. Not only do we rush to the store, but we rush home, so we can look out the windows and doors. We are anxiously searching for that first snow flake! Then, when we finally do see that little bitty thing, we’ll immediately be calling our family and neighbors to alert them. We’ll be as excited as if we have just seen Santa and all his reindeer and I can guarantee you this, as soon as we get off that phone, the ones we called are running to their doors and windows trying to see their own snowflake!
Now days we have Facebook too and let me tell you, we southern snow hunters were burning Facebook up last night in Georgia! We had snow hunters on every side of our county and state on watch for that first flake!
Also last night, due to some bad judgment calls by certain officials, there was a gridlock on the interstates. There were school busses loaded with kids, a whole lot of other folks, (both elderly and the young), who were stuck on the interstates all night...in freezing weather. A lot of them gave out of gas. The interstate was so blocked even a lot of the emergency vehicles were not getting by, so they couldn’t get the big trucks in there to clear the way.
Soon there were some true heroes that braved those horrible conditions. When these folks found out that they couldn’t get any vehicles down the interstate to the stranded, they began walking in the snow among those folks in the cars ,offering warm drinks, water, food, etc. to them.
We southerners may act out on occasion, and we may get overly excited about a few snowflakes, but by gosh most of us have a big heart when it comes to helping someone out in need…and of that I am real proud.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL.