Snow & more snow. It’s gorgeous & given that I grew up in what was called a “snow-belt,” I’m a seasoned shoveler, however, given the depth, wetness, heaviness of this snow I was soooooo grateful when our neighbor called to say he’d dig us out. (Yesterday his wife breezed by me shoveling with a cheery “Hello, I never learned to shovel snow,” which prompted me to helpfully reply, “I have an extra shovel; I’ll teach you.” Amazingly she out today–shoveling! Linda thinks I embarrassed her, which of course wasn’t my intent.)
In writing Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Susan B. Anthony: A Friendship That Changed the World, I learned about this snow-story: In late December 1871 Susan spent days aboard a train that was stuck in snowdrifts on the tracks between Laramie and Cheyenne, Wyoming. Passengers were given dried fish, soda crackers, and melted-snow water. Susan was traveling with Senator Aaron Sargent, a Democrat from California, and his wife Ellen and son Georgie, who broke his arm playing in the snow. The Sargents had brought along extra food and a spirit lamp for making tea, which Susan and Ellen gave to mothers who were nursing their babies.