Little Honker's Winter Concert

Never Forgotten

1979. Cheyenne, Wyoming. Soon to be Thanksgiving break and Mother Nature hinted and then promised to make it one to be remembered. Mother Nature's whirlwind of snow moved in with a vengeance. We got an extra day for our break and I was prepared for.Thanksgiving. We watched the snow pile higher and deeper around our north facing house. It filled in our driveway which was set between two retaining-wall planters. It filled the steps from our front door to the drive of a nearly 5' drift. By the time it finally stopped and the sun was shinning, our 8 year old daughter decided she wanted to play with her friend Natalie. "I'm going to Natalie's," she said. We warned her that the snow was too deep. Oblivious to the warning, she got into her snow pants, warm coat, mittens, and stocking hat. "I can do it.," she said. Out the door and down the snow-filled steps she went until she was stuck up to her arm pits in a huge drift. "Lesson learned?" my husband asked as he got on boots, a coat, and headed to pull her out of the snow. Our neighbor, whose house faced south, was shoveling and plodded across the snow to assist.