| We were fortunate to have water. Early on the National Guard installed a generator at our community pump house (I'm the president of the company, by the way). The woodstove kept us warm enough (even the upstairs was toasty due to the vent openings the old timers put in the floors) and challenged our culinary creativity. We played cards by candlelight and sometimes just talked. Many homes, such as Carol's parents' out in the Eastern Townships of Quebec, gave up their heat rapidly and plunged to freezing and below (Carol's mum slept at 30 degrees F. one night while her dad stayed bundled in full, deep-winter gear to no avail). They ended up at a Burlington hotel for a week then shipped a generator home.
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