Chronologically, the photo above really comes first. It was the middle of the night. Larry got up to go to the bathroom. Since a slight chance of snow had been predicted, Barbara asked him if it was snowing. He was very sleepy and didn't feel like it at all, but he peeked out the window anyway. IT WAS SNOWING! Barbara and Larry ran outside and banged on Tom's and my windows. We threw on coats and gathered on the front porch. I hadn't seen snow in 20 years. We were spellbound. Five inches by morning.