My Mom never built snow forts in the backyard with the neighborhood gang. She never did anything with the neighborhood gang. I don't think she even HAD a neighborhood gang, unless she had a secret life I don't know about. Of course, we were from California - so nobody was building snow forts anywhere - and there were no families on our block named Campbell. But whoever they were, those Campbells had an interesting mom. On the other hand, my mom regularly made great soup - from scratch. :) She had been a Depression-era kid and could make Sunday's roast-whatever stretch for at least two more meals, sometimes three, with soup and San Francisco sourdough French Bread (and apple pie for dessert) always one of them. So I guess I don't mind not having snow or a mom who ran with a gang. If you ever change your mind, we have a lot of snow to trade for a delicious meal like you described!-Jon

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