Redartz: Recently the weather, especially in it's more dramatic forms, has been very much in the news. Hurricanes, floods, droughts- all fill the headlines, and generally not in a good way. It got me to thinking back to those misty days of youth; what weather-related memories stand out for me?
Well, I very much loved to sit in the window and watch electrical storms (and still do). In college, I'd perch with my camera on a long exposure setting and try to catch lightning strikes on film. My fortunes in that regard weren't good; never did get one...
I had lots of great snow memories; days off from school and spent outside making forts and having snowball fights. And in high school, walking down the course of the frozen-over White River with my dog. He loved to go romping and sliding across the ice. The "Blizzard of '78" remains the ultimate example of wintry weather experience. Seeing my car buried to the hood: astounding.
Further back, in middle school: I vividly recall the outbreak of tornados in April, 1974. Hearing the sirens go off, and sitting down in the basement hoping the roof didn't fly away. No storms hit our neighborhood, but many disastrous twisters hit all around Indiana, and the entire midwest that day. The sight of a Volkswagen "Beetle" in the top of a tree remains etched in my memory.
Ok, you know the drill. Now you get to root through the cellars of your mind and share your rainy days, stormy Mondays, etc...
