Had some bad ones, but nothing too bad. Iām still young. I remember 96. Bismarck was shut down for a couple days, but somehow the MFers at the tribune were able to print and get papers dropped off at the house. City is shut down and I still have to deliver papers. It took hours. I remember wearing ski goggles.
My earliest memories were in the late 80s when there was extreme drought and heat in ND in the summer. At that stage in human development, stuff like that leaves an indelible mark. I now understand why my grandparents who grew up during the depression never throw out food.
Anyway, to this day I always love moisture, even while Iām throwing sandbags in the rain. I feel like Scrooge Mcduck swimming in his money pit. Bring on the moist. My body is ready.