My best present the Christmas I turned seven was my first sled, which was almost as long as I was tall. The shiny red runners waited for candle wax or soap while I waited for a snow deep enough to try my new ride. Growing up, my brother and I attempted every hill in Oxford and some on the outskirts of town. It seems there was quite a bit more winter weather back then (one snowfall I recall had drifts of up to three feet deep). Snow plows were common, there being no brine prep on the roads like there is today. I can well imagine the frustration of the drivers of those plows as neighborhood kids lined up across the streets of town to block their pathways so they could get in more sled rides before the snow melted away. Full days of sledding weren’t unusual, with all of us stopping only for a quick lunch or to change into dry clothes. Snow translated to sledding…….every time there was enough to cover the ground.
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