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Granite Falls Advocate Tribune - Granite Falls, MN
  • Kathy’s Conundrums

  • “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” With a deep sigh, it is time to leave the sunshine of Arizona behind and head into the ‘Land of Four Seasons’. As we packed up today to head back to Minnesota I read a facebook post from Kare 11 with a warning about a tornado wat...
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  •     “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…”
        With a deep sigh, it is time to leave the sunshine of Arizona behind and head into the ‘Land of Four Seasons’.  
        As we packed up today to head back to Minnesota I read a facebook post from Kare 11 with a warning about a tornado watch in and around Granite Falls.  Another facebook post noted that there were white out conditions in Grand Forks and weather.com had a blizzard warning for the Granite Falls area.
        What?
        I was sitting at my kitchen table this afternoon visiting with a neighbor who has never lived in Minnesota.  When I told her about the weather information about Minnesota she said, "You’re kidding, right?”
        Nope.  I was not kidding. I told her that Minnesota is the only state in the union that you can be standing knee deep in mud and have dust blowing in your face.
        But alas, even though I love the warm sunshine here in Arizona, my heart is still in Minnesota.
        It has been difficult to pack up the house here.  Not so much the packing.  I’m not as exact as the neighbors. When they fly back and forth to Minnesota they only take one back pack each. I still have a tote of clothes, a small suitcase with clothes for the three day trip back and a tote of dry food. David has a lot more. Someday, maybe I’ll be able to travel back and forth with only a backpack.
        I am not looking forward to coming back to the aftermath of a blizzard. But then last year when I came back in April I was greeted by not one but two snow storms.
        I feel like I am complaining.  I should not be.
        My neighbor told me that lots of folks back in Minnesota have told her how lucky she is to be able to spend her winters in Arizona.  Her response to me was, “Luck had nothing to do with it. We worked hard and saved our money to be able to come here in the winter.”
        I’ve been thinking about her response a lot lately.
        I’ve been thinking of growing up in Fargo; the fourth child in a family of eight. Raised in a middle class family. My mom was a stay at home mom for a long time.  Dad worked for Honeywell and traveled in northern Minnesota and North Dakota. He was a steamfitter.
    Page 2 of 2 -     The only car in the family was a company car until my parents bought my brother’s convertible from him.
        I did not hate winter then.  I loved winter.  I loved playing in the snow and skating.  When I got older I loved to downhill ski.  As a young mother I loved building snow forts with my daughter, snowmen and glistening angels.
        The older I get the more I dislike winters.  The freezing cold, getting the car stuck in the snowdrifts and having my feet do a Charlie Chaplin on me and landing on my well padded back side.
        I never dreamed I would be spending my retirement years enjoying the warmth of the sunshine in Arizona.
        I am not lucky.  I am truly blessed. 

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