My grandmother would have been 18 in 1918.
They lived near Mancelona in northern Michigan. She told us about the family getting caught in a blizzard. It took all night for them to get home. He father would wade out 100 yards in front of one horse and clear a path back to the other. Then he would lead them forward for 100 yards and do it all over again.
I’m fortunate that my grandma is still alive at 102. She has lost two of her three sons (including my dad) and 7 of her 8 siblings. She was the oldest.
Can you imagine the extreme weather...and NO weatherman! Of course, I remember as a kid that we learned to watch the sky. You were never so far from home that you couldn’t pedal there pretty quick when the sky turned.
It just amazes me how the “intelligent” stupid left keeps thinking that people in flyover country are dumb.
And they’ve never had to work as hard.
You can also happen on the frequent amazing situation when that so-called “idiot” farmer happens to be an expert on something specific like aviation history, or legumes or oriental rugs....or ....
well...you know what I’m saying, you’ve met them. It’s always a privelege.