Billy Don't. William OSB Baker
does it snow?" asked Beth. Neither of the two children had ever seen snow, and the mere mention of the word was true excitement. They both stood behind the front seat leaning to hear every word. "It should snow anytime now." said Bill.
Bud added, "School is out over Thanksgiving. Maybe we can go up then. What’cha think, Bill?"
"Yeah, I'd guess so. Sure would be a good time, but can you get away from the job?"
"Yeah. Sure. They owe me a week from last Christmas."
Billy was now bouncing up and down on the back seat. "Hurray. Hurray. We are going to the mountains." He repeated it over and over until Dad asked him to stop.
"Can we build a snowman?" asked Beth.
"Why, sure. You can build all the snowmen you want. Ain't nothin' but room and snow up there," replied Dad, happy to have had the visit established. He reached over and gave a knowing pat on Billy's leg. They drove on home.
"Here we are." The car stopped in front of the Blair's. Billy stood, placed his arms around his Dad's neck, giving him a tight hug. His Dad turned to face the children. "Kiss me bye for now. I'll see you in a couple of weeks. Be sure and bring warm clothes." The children took their turns kissing their Dad goodbye, then stepped out onto the sidewalk. Uncle Bud turned in his seat to slam the rear door closed. "Bye, kids." "Bye, Uncle Bud. Thanks for the ride. Bye, Dad."
They ran toward the house, Billy in the lead. He was full of excitement, and anxious to announce the impending trip to the mountains. He swung open the front door, allowing it to bang against the wall, and ran on through the sitting parlor into the living room where the Blair family was gathered around the pot bellied stove. "Haven't I told you not to bang the front door and not to come through the parlor?" Mrs. Blair admonished him. The excitement of his intended announcement left him.
"We are going to the mountains to see my Dad." He spoke in a soft voice, his words barely audible and directed toward the floor.
"Uncle Bud is going to take us to the mountains to play in the snow at Daddy's." Beth spoke as she entered the living room, coming from the kitchen.
"Oh, and when is all this to happen?" Mrs. Blair showed her surprise and disapproval.
"Thanksgiving vacation." Beth answered. "Daddy says we can build all the snowmen we want and to bring warm clothes."
"Well, that's a time away. We'll see what your mother has to say about a trip to the mountains in all that snow. Best you two get yourselves to bed, school tomorrow."
"Yes ma'am. Goodnight." Beth spoke for both of them.
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