Perfect Snowy Night

In 1989 on a snowy winter night when most people were cuddled inside their homes, 3 teenagers and I were going sledding. Jeremy, Cindy and Angie were talking as I got out sleds, extra gloves and a pair of Stan's large blue coveralls for Jeremy.
We looked silly all bundled up tromping through the snow to find the bumpiest hill.
We'd slide alone....

We'd slide together...

We'd slide spinning...

and we'd fly through the air over the bump.

When we got tired of climbing back up the hill we would

lie in the snow and make angels,

stamp our names in the snow,

or just sit back and watch the snow float from the dark sky and talk

It was a perfect night. The falling snow muffled all the noise and we felt we were all alone in the a world of peace.

I went to the car to give the 3 teenagers time alone and I watched as they sat on the round red sleds at the top of the hill and talked.

Finally, when their butts were cold we would head to Hardees for hot cocoa and chocolate chip cookies.

Warmed up and happy, we returned home from our perfect snowy night