Many have asked why I hate winter so much. I was born in LA and then we moved to southern New Mexico. We had snow once for half a day and it was all melted the next day. When I was entering Junior High we moved to Des Moines, egads my first experience of winter. One day mom and I were going somewhere in our Falcon station wagon. Mom could not stop at the bottom of the hill and we slid out into traffic on a busy street. When I opened my eyes I looked at a telephone pole. It scared my mom so bad she has never driven in weather. It took me until a couple of years ago to ever feel somewhat comfortable driving in weather.
I don't like the cold, I much prefer the warmer weather being inside and outside and being able to do all I want to like have flowers and leaves on the trees, etc.
Anyway we had another inch of snow this morning.
