In the mid 1960s, old man winter walloped Greene County.
Sectional time was near. Nearly everyone in the outlying areas was snowbound. Roads were snow drifted and impassable. All county schools were closed.
Old Lyons Road was shut down from the old baseball diamond, through the marsh, and the Goose Pond. I'm not sure that has happened since my high school years.
Since school was closed, a bunch of us decided to go sledding. Wearing layers of clothing and pulling our sleds, we met at the curve just north of the ball diamond. Old Lyons Road formed two roller coaster-like hills that would rival today's amusement rides.
The full moon lit our way, the air was crisp and cold, and we were full of energy and life. We sledded for hours.
Later we hauled ourselves and our sleds uptown. We were invited into the Brown's home to warm up. Bonnie was our classmate. Mom Brown was one of the best cooks in our small town. We were treated to homemade donuts, mouthwatering and picked right from a sizzling deep fryer. Topped off with steaming cups of hot chocolate, it just didn't get any better than this.
That weekend brought the Greene County sectional. Closed schools, drifting snow, and nearly impassable county roads had little affect on attendance at the games. When the situation called for a different kind of transportation, fans, coaches, and players arrived at the Switz City gym on tractors.
Basketball fever was not to be denied by Mother Nature's snowstorm.