Speaking of little to no snow...I was born and raised in the south - Georgia to be exact. Snow was almost a foreign concept to us...almost. Apparently on Jan. 12, 1982 (I was 3 1/2) we received a little bit of snow and as evidence of our rarely experiencing such winter weather, my mom sent me outside in what appears to be socks on my hands.
And our only form of entertainment once in the snow...an inflatable pool float - as can be seen in my dad's left hand. Oh, those were the good ol' days.
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