We all jumped into our 1967 Chevy Impala and off we went down the backroads into the snowstorm. The snowfall got worse and worse and the wind was picking up. When the snow blows across the northern plains of Colorado during a snowstorm, it often covers the entire road, so complete that you can’t hardlyContinue reading “The time my dad was drinking & driving with the whole family to the bar in Grover in a snowstorm… (an excerpt from Ch. 12 of NEVER SETTLED)”
Shawn D. Congleton ~ author 