The wood stove is going, the candles are on the table, and we are all set if the lights go out. In fact I always welcome it. No electricity brings a sense of peace and tranquility. It makes people connect in ways we use to. It is called talking. There is no t.v or computer diverting someone's attention. It brings back the old art of actually having a conversation with your family.
I remember during the Ice Storm of 1998. The boys and I were living in our Rebecca Lane apartment. We were without electricity for 3 days. We cooked corned beef hash and beefaroni on the wood stove. We used snow in the tub to keep our food cold. Candles became our light source. We had a little portable radio we used to get weather and storm updates, but we couldn't use it for long or we would wear the batteries down. So, we entertained ourselves with reading, games and singing. We sang "16 Candles", as the candle light flickered in the room, and we all laughed.
It is a time that I will remember for years.
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