I’m sorry for your loss, but I don’t remember that. Maybe that was the winter our roof (business) finally gave up the ghost. It only leaks when it is raining, or snowing, and we’ll get it fixed in the spring — finally. Its a long story, and I won’t bore you with our travails.
I’ve lived in Wisconsin since 1987, and this is the worst that I’ve ever seen. My husband and I did honeymoon in Lake Geneva in 1959 in February. That was before it was famous. We got trapped in our cottage and couldn’t get the car started until 5 PM the following day. I nearly starved to death on my first day of marriage! The best man’s wife had packed up our uneaten wedding luncheon (fried chicken) and tucked it into our luggage. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be here to tell this tale. LOL
I remember picking an enormous icicle off of the corner of the roof and thought that was so exciting (for a girl from California who had never seen a real icicle before). We cooled our champagne in a snow bank outside the door. When we finally got the car started, we went out for a big steak dinner in town.
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