It was President’s Day 2003. A huge snowstorm blew  in and dropped about 6 inches of white fluff.  School was already cancelled for the following day.

     Country kids drive 4 wheel drive trucks etc. Therefore,  10 of my son’s senior friends showed up about 6 pm.

   Our entire barn lot was transformed into a huge snow-fort. Farmer Thomas took the big loader on the tractor, took all of the snow from the barn lot and scooped it into mountains of snow encircling a campfire.

    The kids created their own universe with tunnels, slides, snowmen, ice bricks, and everything that their imaginations could create.

    Hot dogs, some-mores, pop, hot chocolate, football, music and tractor sled rides topped off the evening.

   Life on the farm is proof that you don’t need drugs/pot to have a great time. A lot of town kids always came out, and knew they were always welcome at the farm. Their parents always knew that they were safe.

   INSTEAD OF VIDEO GAMES/TECH, our kids created a lot of good clean fun called playtime outdoors…..just like we did in the 50-60’s eras.

  Our place, especially after a huge snowstorm , was always a gathering place for kids.

      Some of the boys arrived wearing goofy hats and winter paraphernalia. Like his mom and her friends, at times they loved to live on the edge of the ridiculous.

   Pa built a snow mountain so big, that we had to use a ladder to climb it. Those young crazies made a slide out of it. Watered it down a bit, and waited an hour until it turned to solid ice. HA! HA! They figured out very quickly that they needed a pillow at the bottom.

 It doesn’t get any better than playtime at The Funny Farm!