 Well, we grew up on a farm, number one. In the summertime, we'd walk to school about two miles, and in the wintertime was a different story. We were driven by my father with sleigh-box and a couple of horses leading, and my father would be all frosted over with his breathing. So when he'd get us to school and we were safe, then he'd go back home and be there again in the afternoon to pick us up when school was finished. My mother was a city girl, so it was very difficult for her too. She had mattresses made for the sleigh-box, and we were all dress winter-like with quilts all around us, so we didn't get cold. Not like that today.