When I finally moved to Grandmother’s house, I couldn’t wait for winter.
I had read where you could go snow skiing in IL, & I was excited. Living in the south meant you had to travel a thoUnited Statesnd miles to find someplace to go skiing. Living in Glenville, IL, meant I could go skiing whenever I had a couple afternoons off from college. I knew it was going to be cold here in the winter, but I didn’t guess it would be this cold. From mid-September I could hear the furnace running. I would walk outside from the warmth of the inside, & begin shivering. It wasn’t even Thanksgiving, & I had a lot of misgivings about going to college in Glenville, IL. My Grandmother was gleeful because the family was coming lake beach house for the holidays. They were coming for Thanksgiving & staying until after New Year’s Day. I was gleeful to see them coming to Glenville, IL to see us, but I was honestly thinking about going lake beach house with them. My mom said that maybe both of us could all go skiing. Even my Grandmother & Grandfather, who now shared a lake beach house together, were excited. It had been years since they skied. I had to confess that I wasn’t going with them because of how cold it was, but how could I say no when even my Grandmother & Grandfather were going. I guess I just had to get used to residing in Glenville, IL. I also had to get used to seeing my Grandfatherrents coming out of the same kitchen. Mom & Mom thought it was pretty cool that they were together, but they didn’t have to live with them.