Amber, my grandpa grew up in Gardner, and he used to tell a story about how he and his brother got in a lot of trouble. Their bedroom was upstairs, and had a big dormer window. It had snowed so much that it was up to that second floor window. Then the sun came out, and he and his brother couldn't resist slipping out the window and using that expanse of sparkling white for a slide.
Their father had dug a tunnel out to the barn so he could feed the animals, and unfortunately, the boys fell through the snow above it and he had to shovel them out.
He tanned their hides soundly, then made them help re-dig the tunnel.
We get by with a little help from our friends