Retro Smokin’ Cold Fair Haven Snowman Daze

Call him smokin’ cold Frosty. He’s that apparently armless blob of snow day snow at the hands of four Fair Haven miscreants of the 1960s.

This crew of four assembled, as all good snow day kids did, after a snowfall fit for snowman making. They were on Third Street at the Robbins’ house; and, it seems, they made away with someone’s dad’s hat, scarf and pipe to get the snow job done.

In the best of their snow-day attire, especially little Liz Robbins (left, front), the great Fair Haven snow day adventurers embarked on their building mission. And it was accomplished. With pride. And there was no parental project management involved. That’s just how it was in the days of old something or other.

A little raiding of Dad’s closet, though, was a must for a truly magical man of snow to be made. Note: Finding a pipe for not-so-good ol’ tobacco smoking was never a problem back then. Nowadays, depending on the pipe type, a smoking snowman is a rare sight. Another rarity is the ol’ fedora, which topped many an old dad’s head, always poised for a gent’s tipping, back in the day.

It could be a real challenge, or even true magic a la Frosty tales, to find one to top the head of that man of snow.

The eyes? Well, whether or not they’re made of coal, no one really knows. And scarves aren’t rare yet. Give them a few years, though. Who knows?

Now, to get the snowman some arms so he can smoke his pipe before Dad comes home and wants it back …

Snow day mission accomplished, sort of … Hey, the picture of the past snow blast is worth at least a few thousand words. Put that in your yesteryear pipe, smoke it and chill!

Your snowman feat?

— Photo/Kathy Robbins