My dad was a junior in high school. Early that week a player on his football team died from heat exhaustion. That Friday (or Saturday) night, after the front had moved through, the team was quite down and had trouble with the worst team in the league, beating them 6-0. My dad talks about how hard they played, by the lights of model A's. Most played both ways. He said very few people showed up for that home game, and the field was like concrete, it had frozen so hard.
He also talked about blood on his hands not dripping off because it froze.
My buddies father, who later became a glider pilot in WWII and was nearly killed the night after the D-day landings, was out duck hunting with a freind. Hunting on a lake in Northern Iowa, they decided that they had better leave and rowed out to get the decoys. They quickly found that the wind off shore was too strong to row against so they rowed with the wind to the far shore and broke into a cabin for shelter. I think he said that they were able to recover the gear that was ashore but the decoys were lost.
As an aside, that is when virtually every apple tree in Iowa died. Up until that time Iowa was the number one producer of apples in the USA.
Bob
