Within a few hours, the Lindsley Luge was up and running. Not surprisingly, it became a hot spot for other neighborhood kids. My Dad, who is in Sochi working on his tenth Olympics, recognized the irony: snow in southern North Carolina; 60 degrees at the Winter Olympics. We'll take it. I seriously doubt the Queen City will see a snowfall like this again anytime soon, but we've got memories - and a few video clips - to last us for a while (note: if no clips show up in the email, click on the title link above).
The Charlotte area got around 10 inches of the white stuff this past week. Not nearly as much as the 16 that graced our former home in Mayberry, but hey, we're not complaining. At one point when the snow was really coming down, my younger son and I were in the front yard, scouting out a possible sledding track. Most of our neighborhood is pretty flat, but our yard has a good hill to it. I'm looking at the front yard, but he has his sights set on something else. He points to the front door stairs, at that time fully covered in the white stuff. Why not there, Dad? And so it would be. Credit 9-year old ingenuity. Within a few hours, the Lindsley Luge was up and running. Not surprisingly, it became a hot spot for other neighborhood kids. My Dad, who is in Sochi working on his tenth Olympics, recognized the irony: snow in southern North Carolina; 60 degrees at the Winter Olympics. We'll take it. I seriously doubt the Queen City will see a snowfall like this again anytime soon, but we've got memories - and a few video clips - to last us for a while (note: if no clips show up in the email, click on the title link above).
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