Jack Frost has been the kick off to my winter season in WV for years, probably since it was just a little, itty, bitty, gathering of locals.
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Now it has become the biggest bash in the valley for the year.
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Some years there was so much snow that 4WD or AWD was required if you wanted to get in or out.
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Some others, it was t-shirts and shorts.
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The special brews form the local micro's are always cold and enjoyable.
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The feast is usually an unbelievable assortment of pallatable goodies. I used to plan for weeks to bring just the right offering for the frostgoers.
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I'm not sure if I will make it this year due to previous committments, however, I'm sure there will be someone to take my place.
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Give my best to Chip, Laurie, their boys, and the rest. Man, I miss those folks!