Seriously though, some of my fondest memories of Ohio involve SNOW!
Sled Riding at Packard Park after a big snow....
Ironically I had never been snow skiing till I moved to Florida. I spend 21 year in Ohio and never went skiing. I finally went Snow Skiing a couple of winters in a row about a dozen years ago up in Seven Springs, PA. It was wonderful, magical, dreamlike, all white and fluffy and fireplaces and lodges and big flakes and night skiing and all the great stuff that goes with it.
Year two we had little snow and lots of freezing rain. I paid all that money and drove up there, my asp was going to go skiing. I skiied the whole time on ice, got many a bruise and "burn", soaked through and through and haven't been back since.
My bestest memory was in my teens... either Sterling Rose called me or I her, I don't remember, but it was 2 or 3am.... Huge flakes were coming down, as big as my hand, Ohio turned into the most beautiful winter wonderland that ever existed. SR lived a few miles away. She and I met halfway, walking out in the snow till lawd knows when. Ours were the only tracks in the snow. She had on a long black ankle length quilted coat, with her long butt length blond hair down her back, and we were walking her German Shepard. It was straight out of Dr. Shivago. I'm so glad that I've got a 33+ year friend that to this day I don't mind if she calls me from Ohio at 3am and screams "ITS SNOWING". I could just about hop on a plane....


Sled Riding at Packard Park after a big snow....

Ironically I had never been snow skiing till I moved to Florida. I spend 21 year in Ohio and never went skiing. I finally went Snow Skiing a couple of winters in a row about a dozen years ago up in Seven Springs, PA. It was wonderful, magical, dreamlike, all white and fluffy and fireplaces and lodges and big flakes and night skiing and all the great stuff that goes with it.

Year two we had little snow and lots of freezing rain. I paid all that money and drove up there, my asp was going to go skiing. I skiied the whole time on ice, got many a bruise and "burn", soaked through and through and haven't been back since.

My bestest memory was in my teens... either Sterling Rose called me or I her, I don't remember, but it was 2 or 3am.... Huge flakes were coming down, as big as my hand, Ohio turned into the most beautiful winter wonderland that ever existed. SR lived a few miles away. She and I met halfway, walking out in the snow till lawd knows when. Ours were the only tracks in the snow. She had on a long black ankle length quilted coat, with her long butt length blond hair down her back, and we were walking her German Shepard. It was straight out of Dr. Shivago. I'm so glad that I've got a 33+ year friend that to this day I don't mind if she calls me from Ohio at 3am and screams "ITS SNOWING". I could just about hop on a plane....





