tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504152360683841445.post6576521100636316073..comments2023-08-26T02:17:07.947-07:00Comments on The Darrell and Edna Eborn Clan: SnowUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504152360683841445.post-15688545464097184182010-11-30T19:26:52.380-08:002010-11-30T19:26:52.380-08:00Same event, different perspective. That's why...Same event, different perspective. That's why we need everybody's help on this blog.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504152360683841445.post-1971911509404222022010-11-29T19:21:33.249-08:002010-11-29T19:21:33.249-08:00My older brothers, Ellis and Bart, do not have the...My older brothers, Ellis and Bart, do not have the memory of that Bear Lake Blizzard that I have. I was the baby sitter that snowy night. The baby was well fed as the evening started. Mother had said they would only be gone a short time. Well, after the first hour, Mark started to cry and nothing could change the fact that he wanted to be fed. The weather was howling outside. I became very nervous, worried and frustrated as nothing woulde calm my little brother. I walked the floor for several hours before Mother and Dad arrived home. They knew that they had to get home to the baby. They were snowy and tired and very glad to get home, and I was Sooooo glad to see them. .....memories of BrendaSt. Anthony Doppshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02272892248342925578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504152360683841445.post-2290392752434456292010-11-27T07:44:13.355-08:002010-11-27T07:44:13.355-08:00The event where Dad went out in the storm to gathe...The event where Dad went out in the storm to gather milk for the neighbors had a good ending but it was a vicious storm and we ran out of wood for the stoves. The wind was so strong that we did not dare go out to bring in any more wood from the wood pile which was probably 50 yards from the house. We were quiet young and it was just to risky. We ended up putting on our warmest clothing and Mother wrapped us in quilts until dad got home. You must remember that we lived in a log home at that time and it was very well ventilated to the outside elements. Oh for the "good old days" huh.Ellishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04387553661887450029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504152360683841445.post-13959450671540849212010-11-27T07:29:29.320-08:002010-11-27T07:29:29.320-08:00Pretty Accurate. Car was stopped at about the Bi...Pretty Accurate. Car was stopped at about the Bill Kulkai(sp) farm. This storm lasted for several days and finally the road had to be opened by a big D6 Cat with a large v shaped plow on the front. The down side was that because we went back to Paris for a few days to wait out the storm we had to go to school. The other kids that rode the school bus got to stay home until the road was plowed. Mom and Dad walked all the way home in a really bad storm with minimal winter clothing. I'm sure that it was over two miles. They were tough people and definately from pioneer stock. I also remember that after the roads were plowed along the Lanark Road that the banks on the sides of the road would frequently be high enough to block of the view of the cars and in some places the School Bus.Ellishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04387553661887450029noreply@blogger.com