Those of you that read this regular series know that I am from Hackett, Arkansas, just a mile or so from the Oklahoma border, and just about 10 miles south of the Arkansas River. It was a rural sort of place that did not particularly appreciate education, and just zoom onto my previous posts to understand a bit about it.
Since we have had a really cold snap here in the Bluegrass, I began reflecting on what it like in the winter when I was growing up in Hackett. When I was a kid it was colder in the winter in Arkansas for the most part than it was when I was older. A least, that is how I remember it being. Kids tend, or at least tended at the time before video games and computers, to get outside even during cold weather, but I think that it was colder back then, and I have some memories of why I think that.
For one thing, it snowed and sleeted more then than it did later. Now where I grew up one or two snows deep enough to build snow men is about typical, but as I recall there would be three or four snows when I was little. They seemed to last longer, but days seem longer to a child than to and adult.
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