My grandfather often talked about growing up in Minnesota and how it would snow. He remembered that skis then, were not as we know them. All the kids would do was tie barrel staves to their feet and glide down the hills. He said they didn't use ski poles. I guess they were better at skiing than we are.
When Grandpa died in 1982, his cousin had come to visit family in Madera. Unfortunately, he didn't get to see Grandpa again, but I got to talk with him a little after the funeral. He talked about the time when "Shirley" was about 17, and he was younger, and how they stole apples. Apparently a group of them were riding in a wagon. There was an apple orchard nearby, so Grandpa and his cousin climbed the fence and took a few. The old lady who owned the orchard, saw them and started to yell and chase them out of her orchard. Grandpa apparently thought it was great fun, but his cousin said he himself was scared to death! There was a great deal of family resemblance between Grandpa and his cousin.
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