To the Editor: I remember the year was 1967. We had a new baby girl Melinda, Mike and Chantelle, and it was about 5 p.m. when we lost power. It was –25 so we put them to bed and we wrapped gifts …
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To the Editor:
I remember the year was 1967. We had a new baby girl Melinda, Mike and Chantelle, and it was about 5 p.m. when we lost power.
It was –25 so we put them to bed and we wrapped gifts for Santa. I drained the water and we prepared to go to my parents.
It was after 10 p.m. when we were about to leave, car warm, children wrapped, when the power came back. I turned the car off, put the children back to bed, restored the water and with the house restored to 62 I went to bed to wait for Santa.
It was 1958 when Doris and I married and we put red flags on our car antenna as the snow banks were so high all you could see going by was the red flags or orange styrofoam balls on the antennas.
Then comes Christmas Eve 2015 and the weather was 68. I was out with just a shirt on cleaning up limbs etc. from our green lawn that hadn’t seen but a couple of dustings of snow. When I went to the paper box there were two robins on our lawn and worms on the drive and road. We even saw a polecat on the road en route to visit Melinda and family for Christmas dinner.
Where on this great earth is the weather so strange that on Dec. 24 it can be –25 degrees to 68 degrees, with green grass, robins, and worms to snow banks that reach the phone lines?
William LaPoint
Winthrop