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our fun, that winter, was skating on the ice in the river and the ice on the ponds, and sledding down wheeler’s hill on the hard packed snow on the road, and roasting marshmallows over a camp fire. we would use the campfire to warm ourselves by between trips down the hill or after skating for a while. at night the stars were clear and bright and when the moon was full, the country side looked like a fairy winter wonderland. the air would be cold and crisp and we see our breath like a fog in the air. at the end of the evening we would walk home where 