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Just listened to "the pond" podcast, which i loved. It brought back the most wonderful memory of my dad flooding our backyard to create a skating rink. We lived in a little house in a neighborhood in Neenah Wisconsin. Our backyard was small and surrounded by other houses. As soon as it for cold enough, Dad would put sandbags around the outside of the backyard and then start the hose. He would run the water during the day and then let it freeze at night. It might take 5 days before the ice would be thick enough to skate on it.
I remember going outside with Dad to check the ice before going to school in the morning, our excitement building along with the layers of ice. We prayed for no snow because that would ruin the smooth surface, and require another couple of days of watering. When it was finally ready, the skating rink filled our entire back yard and all we had to do was walk out the back door to go skating. It was perfect. We would come home from school and play ice hockey until dark. Thank you for providing a window to this memory. I can't wait to see what memories your next podcast evokes. -