Stream of semi-consciousness
I slid down the hill to get the mail. My memories of winter when I was a kid involved a lot of sliding. Some of that sliding involved sleds, toboggans, skis and the like. We were so poor we could only cut out pictures of the above from the Montgomery Ward catalog and slide on those. Sometimes our car would slide as well, those were the days before studded tires. Othertimes when it was really slick out, we would just run and slide on our feet, like an absent minded ice skater. That was when I was... Sign in to see full entry.