I was five when I moved to Langley.

The first winter with the kids next door, the snow was up to my waist, I nearly vanished, and building a snow man.

The windows were like frosted glass.

When it was snowing blizzards and the coal man couldn’t get up the hill to deliver are coal and we would have no heating unless you had a bit in and we had to take it easy to keep the fire on.

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