"Storm-ageddon" as our local news folk were calling it. It was a nasty little blizzard indeed. We received more snow last Sunday. The little house on the corner was looking like this...
Today we are enjoying beautiful sunshine and temperatures in the mid-40's. It's positively toasty!
I had to turn the heat off in the car, really.
For our time travel today I take you back to another big snow. The year was 1937. The place? Mesa, Arizona! When I was small I would look at this photo in my father's Mesa High School senior yearbook and wish that we could have snow in the desert again! I loved to listen to Dad tell about the principal trying to get all of the kids into the school. Yeah, right...it wasn't happening! They stayed outside and played with the foreign, cold stuff until it melted away later that day. The kids called a "snow day" and I agree. It was a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence to be celebrated!
1. Look at those poor palm trees all covered in frosty-ness. They are beautiful!
2. The students are standing there, freezing their feet when they are obviously not used to such temperatures.
3. The snow is thoroughly trampled. They wasted not an inch of it!
4. The photo shows "Old Main", the beautiful, original Mesa High School building before the fire that destroyed it. It was 1967, I think. I remember my mother putting us all in the car on that Sunday night and driving clear in from the dairy on North Recker as soon as she heard. She stood there with tears streaming down her face, as did the rest of the crowd. I was only about 9 years old but I remember the sadness that hung in the air. Dad didn't come with us. I don't think he wanted to see it.
Not to end on a down note...snow in Mesa!! Just imagine!