In April 2020, we invited writers in Quebec to submit a story of a single day during the strange, uneasy time of coronavirus and pandemic, of social distancing and self isolation, of lockdown and quarantine.
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This piece is by Stephanie Moll, writing in March 2020.
Heeeere’s Pat!
Back in early March, after the biggest snowfall of the season, my husband David and I were out walking when I had a profound revelation. I have never actually built a snowman (or snow-person, I should say). I suppose this is the time to clarify that I am a native Texan, currently a permanent resident in Montreal, as of the past two years. So, I got very excited about the possibility of building a snow-person, only to have my hopes dashed, as David announced that this was not the “right kind of snow”. Apparently it was too powdery and would not hold a ball shape. Who knew that was even a “thing”? Certainly not this newbie! Seriously????
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