I remember back in the 50’s whenever we had a good snowstorm the city would gather up the snow in dump trucks and make mountains of it in the monastery grounds right across the street from my home!

And all the kids would come and we’ll play king of the mountain and make snow forts and make up sides and fling those snowballs!

We would play all day take breaks for lunch and dinner and played till it started getting dark and went home thinking of the fun we had and couldn’t wait for the next day of playing king of the mountain!