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By Jack Joseph Smith

9 My first winter was hinted ee the trees, but I don't think I was-aware of it umtil it happened, loeking: out the kitchen window from morning te morning, with aL an in the-falli deat Here's -your milk and erange juce 3 ¢ I hope winter isn't teshard hered I suppose it was pretty bad last year, but’ from what I hear it didn't lest teoleng$, thank Ged} I hope Dad dosen't have a hard time goin, to werk in the mornings At least het" are better here ,hen in Greenthee, Drink . your erange juce eek The weather was-se bad in Indianas when I was a: arly It was bad fer Dad toot guesses Wheel en mere-ef a farm than we did; De you like your raisjnesibben’? I leve oatmeal and radepnss: And she smiled dearly when she | Goo ve been eating catmeal ‘and vatwhns for qhite-a while now; Men, what is winter Me Neceichoel Drink your orange juce @MMBMBMS Dad will be coming down in a mimte, There is lets of snow, and maybe-you will'be able to ge slaprideing>* skigh richisn Say for surg that I'll be able to go. sleqh riding Sometime, when We ge to see Grandma you may go <iuplideing on Hiekey's Hille But, I want te go Here moms Funny; the way she always looked when she thought’ of my fathers work +imes She locked that way, involved I guesdX when shovenids, Dad will take you on a Saturdayy when there's lote of snows What's -Hiekey's-Hill wea | Bor a minute -she caught herself becemfing -aclittle-girly and then she | became preeceupied, while she spokes It's two big hilley, that face aman | | a ge ie ‘

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Winter enters through kitchen talk about snow, work, oatmeal, orange juice, sled riding, and Hickey's Hill, while the mother keeps folding weather into family memory and worry.

The page is built mostly from speech, and that matters because the season becomes real through the mother's running commentary before it becomes real through direct experience. Her attention keeps sliding between the child's appetite, the father's drive to work, Indiana winters, Grandma, and the promise of sled riding, so care sounds slightly anxious all the way through.

Claude

The first-winter interrogation, conducted in oatmeal-and-orange-juice dialogue, teaches Michael the word Hickey's Hill and watches his mother briefly become a little girl again before she tightens back into the father's work schedule.