Hey, Lamp... wondered how you fared; so, the heat held up and you didn't turn into a popsicle?
You've prolly been to Lake Winnepasaki, ehya? (best NH accent!)
Being from TX, the first time I saw snow that deep was the mid-80's; we had flown up in winter from Austin.
Landed at Logan in a huge snowstorm, which we drove through all the way up to the lake with a few hour traffic jam midway up the Interstate where I thought we might all freeze to death, but they actually had blankets.
My wife's parents had a cabin on Black Cat Island, and my daughter was like two, so we so that many feet of snow for the first time together.
Next morning we woke up to a Winter Wonderland, and I walked down to the lake. It looked frozen, and I was testing it with one foot... when a pick-up truck towing an ice fishing hut came around the corner.. on the lake!
The guy looked at me, saw what I was doing, and stared like he thought I must... be from Texas or something.
I later lived up there at the lake for about a year, then several more close to the Patriot's stadium south of Boston. It was, 'wicked cold' and snowy there a few times, too.
