My Proof of Global Warming
Sure all "old" people have a story about how deep the snow was when they were a kid. But do they have proof?
Here’s my proof. This is me when I was 6 or 7 years old. This photo was taken in 1972 seven miles West of Rexburg, Idaho where I grew up. That’s me standing on top of our car that was buried by a single night of snow and wind. I remember many of these great Snow Days as a kid.
