I Remember When . . . .
Great Stories about growing up in the Horntown, Oklahoma area!

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Winter

     Snow on the ground meant snowball fights, snow ice cream and all sorts of tracks. We would play in the snow till our hands and feet were so cold we could not feel them. Cheeks bright red, breath visible in the cold air, what beauty. We would hold that cup of hot cocoa in our hands, to warm them, before sipping it. Stand by the stove, warm up a bit and then out to build a snowman. Feed the chickens and watch as the birds flew in to help themselves to the corn. Cardinals shining bright red, blue jays with their harsh calls, trying to bully everyone away. Sit by the window and watch the quail come running in to grab a quick bite. They would talk and scamper around, keeping out of the way of the chickens. The Bob White quail would covey in a circle, tails to the middle at night. Watching outward 360 degrees. Wise birds.
     No sidewalks to shovel. Just follow the same path till you made a trail, to the chicken house, barn, wood pile or the smoke house, where hams and sausage were cured and hanging.
     Great time of year. Crops all in the barn and garden vegetables canned. Time now to read, tell stories or play games. All the animals got a rest too. A barn to stand in and hay to eat. How blessed we were. We would say Grace at the supper table, Prayers before sleep, as the whispering snow fell.
Lou Anne Allen, Attended Moss Schools from the 3rd. - 6th. Grades.

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