As we approach year end, the MeetGreen Team is grateful for a prosperous year filled with great memories, wonderful clients and marvelous colleagues. We have traveled around the world, successfully producing conferences and increasing sustainability in client’s events.
Now that we are all safely home for the season, we asked our crew to remember a simpler time and answer a question…”What is your favorite childhood memory of winter?”
A favorite memory is watching the snow fall out the big picture window in our living room on early school day mornings and wondering if school will be closed. We lived in a temperate area so snow was not a usual occurrence and when it did come, it didn’t stay very long. If indeed school was called, the fun of the neighborhood would kick into full gear with kids of every age, dogs, sleds, and hot cocoa. It was a joyful day. -Carole Garner
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Fortunately, there are family pictures of my Dad teaching me to ice skate on a beautiful mountain lake near where I grew up in Ely, Nevada. I was stylin’ in a turquoise poncho with white trim, arms out, ankles wobbling, but eventually I learned to stay upright. Although I don’t remember the day, the lesson means so much, as I’ve since skated in some pretty cool places, including the Frog Pond on the Boston Common, Central Park and Rockefeller Center in New York. Thanks for the skates & sense of adventure, Dad! -Della Green
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Listening to the radio on a snowy morning, hoping to hear our school was canceled. Then immediately snow suit up, go outside and make igloos in the snow drifts. When I was shivering to the bone, I would come inside for hot chocolate while my snow clothes dried out and warmed up. Bundled up again, it was outside for another round of frosty fun! -Nancy Zavada |
Growing up, the winter months were synonymous with time spent working on my grandparents Iowan Christmas tree farm. When you’re the #1 (only) place to get a Christmas tree within a 50 mile radius, you get a lot of business, which for me meant cutting, hauling, and wrapping a lot of trees. At the time it seemed normal enough, but looking back I delight in the memories of shooting the BB gun, playing tag in the many rows of Christmas trees, and ice skating on the pond. And nothing tastes better than a huge country meal after a hard day’s work. -Aaron Elliott |
Growing up in Southern California, winter life was not much different than the rest of the year, until we took off for our annual family ski trip. We always drove either to Utah or to Mammoth Mountain. I loved pulling out all the ski clothes and gear to pack. The road trips were long but broken up with fun and memorable stops. If we were headed to Utah we stopped in Vegas and played around at Circus Circus. If we went to Mammoth we stopped in Bishop for breakfast , a run around the town park and stocked up on beef jerky at a local shop ( I understand it is still there and thriving). The best part was when the mountains came into view and the first sighting of snow on the side of the road. It got all of us excited for the adventures to come. -Linda Snyder |
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![]() The other experience was in Norway. Norway was the idyllic land to have Christmas! Every year there was snow. In Oslo (which is actually part of the southern area of Norway) the darkness lends a visceral desire to celebrate light. Red is huge in a Norwegian Christmas! Their typical ornaments are hearts, created from paper or cloth, and straw. Trees are decorated simply and are not bred to be as full as the American tree. Julebukk (or yule goat) is a traditional straw figure placed around the home and comes originally from the traditional goat that was slaughtered in the time between Christmas and New Year known as Romjul. -Nicole Morris-Judd |
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