I remember when I was around 6 or 7, that my brother and two sisters decided they were going to make an igloo out of snow. They made me crawl into it, and the damn thing collapsed on top of me. I can still remember the crushing feeling of the heavy snow on top of me, and the inability to take a breath. I could hear my siblings outside laughing about what had happened, and I'm inside screaming for them to get me out. They finally dug me out, but it's something I still remember to this day. All three of them have passed, so I guess I'll have to wait until I'm with them to reminisce.
wow! brings back memories for me too! But thankfully not to the extreme of yours!
My dad would use a frontloader/backhoe to pile excess dirt from his excavation jobs as well as shovel our long drive way into huge snow piles. we’ve had slight issues as kids and even my nieces and nephews where -as kids - we did not have good judgement and almost had mishaps.
My dad finally realized with my nieces and nephews to no longer make such piles so much less chance of problems since they would play out back unattended as we had.....
Thank God you were ok as is the child in the story.
How frightening that must have been!
As kids wee built the very same kind of igloos out of snow piles, packed hard and hollowed out. Even then I had a concern about a collapse but, luckily, it never happened.