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Audrey Kalman's avatar

Thank you for reminding us of the importance of JOY even--especially!--in the midst of the world's tragedies. I, too, have fond memories of childhood snow, and thankfully was removed (I think) from factory contamination. Which doesn't mean the snow was always free of other substances. Often what gathered in the forest contained little bites of twig, moss, decaying leaves--adding piquancy!

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Kitty Hartford's avatar

My first thought was that this story would be about the parental warning "Don't eat any yellow snow!" But any regrets about possibly having eaten contaminated snowballs were offset by the nostalgic childhood memories of being mesmerized by the twinkling snowflakes swirling around in the globe of light from the street lamps, leafy Jack Frost pictures on the INSIDE of my bedroom window, making snow angels with my sisters...and I could even smell the wet woolen mittens and snowpants.

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