I dug up these photos in an effort to acclimate myself for my pending visit home. These were taken in 1966 or maybe late 1965, our first year in Wisconsin, when the drifts were still a novelty... and when we truly lived at the edge of town and the wind had more of a chance to scuplt the snow.
This view looking back towards our house is taken from a prime sledding hill, all of which is developed now.
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