How about waxing nostalgic over a few more vintage childhood photos? I’ve chosen a few, from January 1977. Sure, I’d like to choose March. But, since our weather patterns are decidedly Arctic with no indication of changing anytime soon, January seemed more appropriate.
So, here is Dad holding my youngest sister, and then my other sister and me, in front of our house. That’s quite a bit of snow for southern Indiana, but I do remember getting those types of snows, so they weren’t that unusual. Yes, the coat I’m wearing looks sadly like it would have worked better as drapes or a couch. What can I say? It was the ’70s. At least my knee socks are somewhat equal in their droopiness.
And here we sisters are again, this time by the back patio with a cute trio of snowmen. I see we’ve scratched some words in the snow in front of them, but I’m not sure what. My middle sister appears to have inherited my favorite childhood coat.
On the back of the photo, Mom wrote “the start of LOTS of snow and missed school.” No wonder we’re smiling.
So, although 1978 gets all the attention with its blizzard, apparently 1977 wasn’t a slacker winter either.
Do you remember January 1977 for any reason?
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