John- you're absolutely right. It was very encouraging to see how well the team played without their Hall of Famer. Brett won't be around forever, and Aaron Rodgers did a hell of a job, all things considered.
Jane- boy, do I remember snow on Long Island when I was a kid. My mom did not drive, and I remember more than once walking with her through the snow to the Bohack's market by the railroad station, then coming back home with a sled full of groceries.
My friends and I would ride our sleds down the "hill" on Rhode Island Avenue, between Central and Franklin. When I got older, I was allowed to walk the mile-and-a-half to exit 29 on the Southern State Parkway, and sled down the grassy slopes inside the cloverleaf.
Weekends were the best, though; that's when my dad would take us to Bethpage State Park where the real hills were.
Thanks for sparking the memories.
And to keep things Newfie-related... the very first time I tried to get a Newf to pull a sled was when Sue and I lived in Mattituck some 30-odd years ago. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, and just rigged up a harness and used some rope to tie a Flexible Flyer behind Triton. :icon_stupid:
The poor boy was terrified by the contraption and took off running down the road to get away from it. The faster he ran, the faster it chased him. Finally, he tried to run beneath a fence, and the sled caught on the other side and the ropes broke.
Poor sweet boy; I never tried that again!