I was 6 years old and remember it well. I was wide-eyed as my mother couldn't open the back door of the house, so great was the weight of the accumulated snow. The front door opened, though, and I was out of there like a shot, hugely excited by the snow. I was wearing shorts, and mum yelled at me to get back in and get dressed properly.

Snowball fights, sleds, snowmen.

It was a rough time. People died. But for a kid, oh what a time.⛄️