Casey stops instantly and runs back.
“Casey, come get me out of this pile of cow patties!” his sister-in-law yells.
Play in ice and snow captures the imagination as snowball battles turn ordinary folk into wild creatures. Stan hides behind the snow bank pressing snow into firm balls. Just as his neighbor Al comes home from the store, he lets loose with several well-placed snow grenades. “Ah-h-h!” Al yells as groceries fly everywhere.
“Gotcha!” Stan cries, victorious. “Remember the last snow? You piled so much snow against my door I couldn’t get out.” Stan’s victory is short-lived as snow pours down his back and front and covers his face so that he can hardly see.
“How do you like the shower?” the neighbor’s wife says. “Have some snow cream.” Before Stan can recover, she’s filled his mouth with snow. “Enjoy,” she says. “And don’t fool with my stuff again.”
Folks seem to enjoy themselves more when they make their own snow fun. Most know when to tease and when to stop. If not, they usually enjoy snow showers at rare moments.
Shirley Ramsey, a retired professor of journalism, lives in Norman.