IT'S ALL TREW


| February 2004



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Delbert Trew

Grandma and Grandpa used every trick to beat Old Man Winter

If your toes are crooked, pointing inward or out, you probably spent too many nights at Grandma's house in cold weather sleeping under five layers of heavy quilts - enough weight to nearly crush young feet! When fall came around each year, Grandma 'aired out' the feather mattresses used to keep out the cold air. Then she replaced the mattress on the bedframe, and added flannel sheets and at least five layers of heavy, homemade quilts.

Bedding down

With the bed ready for winter, Grandma focused on the drafty house. She used table knives to stuff rags around the windows and window frames on the north wall, and covered wall cracks with newspapers tacked to the wood - to no avail. Even after hours of effort, curtains waved whenever the north wind blew. Worst of all, in spite of Grandma's ingenious preparations, snow often found its way inside during blizzards and had to be swept up the next morning.

No matter how cold the temperature, my brother and I slept warm and well because we wore long-handles, socks, knit caps and took advantage of the heated brick placed at our feet. To top it off, we buried our heads in blankets and left only a tiny hole to breathe through. As we snuggled into the bed for warmth, we sunk deeper into the feather mattress. While it was certainly warm, the soft mattress and the layers of quilts made it nearly impossible to turn over. More than that, the heavy quilts painfully pinned our toes at odd angles if we slept on our backs. Only by lifting the covers with our knees and elbows could room be made to turn over in the bed. If by chance we caught a cold or a cough, we were accused of 'sleeping too close to the crack.'

At night, we undressed around the wood stove in the living room and then sprinted to the bed, crawled inside and burrowed into the covers -all in 10 seconds flat. In the morning, it took only about 3 seconds to leap from the warm bed and reach the roaring fire Grandpa had built in the potbellied stove we loved so well.

Grandma emptied the water bucket - which always sat on the cabinet -into the coffee pot and teakettle each night. The next morning, the wood stove quickly melted the ice in both, which Grandma used for cooking and making coffee. Grandma and Grandpa made a great cold-fighting team.

Sure-fire cold cures

During the winter months, the back of the wood cook stove held a row of shiny red bricks. At bedtime, we wrapped old rags or towels around the hot bricks and placed one at the foot of each person in the bed. The heated bricks stayed warm for at least 2 hours, and by then we were fast asleep.