It may not be Friday, but when you're snowed in, it feels like it ought
to
be. Marc Perdue
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I was snowed in at Colorado Springs in 1972 for about three months.
I could go out and walk around but had to park my Eldorado Cadillac at
the bottom of the hill.
The fellow at the bottom of the hill had my street dead ending right into
his living room.
He got out with his neighbors and built a giant berm from snow in front
of his house to keep loose sliding cars from coming through his house.
After a few weeks the berm had been hit enough that they were rebuilding
it.
Believe it or not! I had a cat at the time, a very cool Abyssinian and
she loved going outside in the cold and snow.
Her life was pure hell in the house with the static electricity zapping
her every step.
I was using coins or car keys to discharge myself before I touched
anything.

Stan Wilder

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