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December 10, 2009 - Karin Elton
It’s cold. I remember walking to school as a kid in the late 1960s-early 70s when mini-skirts were the fashion. Teen-aged girls wore them even in the winter with short jackets. They probably wore tights, but still that is cold. I remember my forehead would freeze because that was probably the only part that was bare.
I can’t say that I walked five miles uphill both ways to school. I lived on the same block as my elementary school — J.J. Hill School in St. Paul.
One time my best friend, Debbie, and I decided to go outside in the winter with no shoes or boots. We put on every sock we could find and then went outside. I guess the fun was putting on layer after layer of sock until our feet looked liked we were wearing casts. Then we probably went outside for five minutes, got wet and cold and then went back inside and pulled off the sock-casts and left them on my bedroom floor for my mother to pick up later. She probably wondered, “What the heck?”
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