We live at 6000 feet elevation. Last night we dropped to 30 degrees and the snow level was 6200 feet. Coincidentally we were going through some papers and files to discard, and ran across this Christmas letter we sent out in 1990. I wrote this and someone sent it to some publication and it was printed, apparently it's been used by others. This is a condense version. I thought maybe those who live in the "winter" states or Canada would relate to this.
The Elphisons wish all a Merry Christmas for 1990 . . . . and hope all are in good health and even though we are hardly heard from we want everyone to know we do think of you often and you're always in our prayers.
We're still in Montana, our contracts have another year and we’re looking at some properties in Idaho, Utah and Montana. We have to have some place that has snow. If any of these materialize we will let you know. We just can’t visualize living anywhere but in snow country.
Winter has arrived in Montana, it started on December 8th at about 5:00 pm. The first snow of the season, Carmella and I sat by the window with a hot buttered rum watching the soft flakes drift down clinging to the trees and covering the ground. It was really beautiful! Carmella started to cry and said that this is the main reason she likes to live in Montana. She said she could hardly wait until tomorrow to go out and shovel the snow. She said she could not live where there was not snow at Christmas.
On the 9th we awoke to a big beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering the landscape. What a fantastic sight, we see it every year but for some reason this time it looked special.
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We shoveled snow for the first time this year and loved it. We did both the driveway and the sidewalk. Later the city snowplow came along and covered up our driveway with compacted snow from the street. He smiled and waved, I waved back, he seemed like a real nice guy. We shoveled it again.
On the 12th the sun came out and melted most of the snow. We were disappointed, but we knew we would get more before winter is over. We didn't have to wait long, on the 14th we got 8 inches and the temperature dropped to minus 5 degrees. We shoveled the driveway and sidewalk again and shortly after the snow plow came by and did his little trick again.
We went out on the 15th and bought snow tires for the car so we could get out of the driveway and on the way to the car I slipped and fell. The tires cost $150.00 the chiropractor was $250, but nothing was broke and both the car and I can get out of the driveway on our own accord, and we feel safer when we're driving on the snow and ice covered streets.. The damn sky was starting to get dark again.
On the 16th we went to the mall and slid into a guardrail and blew one of the new snow tires and did $500.00 damage to the car.
On the 17th we woke to 14 inches of that damn white stuff and we had to shovel again. The damn snowplow came by twice.
On the 22nd we were assured of a white Christmas because another 7 inches of that white crap fell and with the temperature hanging around 30 degrees below zero it isn't going to melt before August.
I wish somebody could explain to me why when a person makes it a point to go to the bathroom immediately before they don on their Car Harts, jacket, scarf, earmuffs, gloves, etc. and the minute they pick up the shovel they get an uncontrollable urge to go to the bathroom again.
On the 23rd we were not really in the Christmas spirit. Peace on earth to all men etc. etc. I made a vow that if I ever get my hands on that SOB that drives that snow plow I would use his face as a shovel. I know he hides around the corner and waits for us to finish shoveling, and then comes down the street 100 miles an hour and throws that white crap everywhere.
The morning of the 24th the newspaper predicated 12 more inches of snow. My god does anyone know how many shovels of snow 12 inches is! Carmella started to cry and was screaming to hell with Christmas and Santa Claus, he doesn’t have to shovel the damn stuff. I was trying to calm Carmella down and the snowplow driver came by asking for donations for some charity. Our lawyers and the doctors say he should be okay by spring.
Christmas day, 12 more inches of snow, the toilet froze and part of the roof is sagging. I canceled our contracts and we’re looking at some properties in Southern California, Arizona and Puerto Rico.
Merry Christmas to all . . . .