Doc couldn't help but smile at the question. Ah, that was a fun story.
"It began in the Old West, as these things tend to," Doc started, not sure if that fondness was coming from the memory or from starting to thaw. He continued on.
"You're absolutely right: snow is quite rare in Hill Valley. There are only a few recorded instances in history. I shared this with Jules and Verne in our lessons one morning, and they were completely entranced by the pictures of snowscapes in their books."
He looked sheepish. "When I completed the time train, I obtained weather records for the next two centuries. There was---will be---a fantastic snowstorm in Hill Valley for a certain Christmas of the future, and I wanted them to experience that at least once while growing up. But the records I obtained weren't complete, and I was unaware of the mudslides to come. Fortunately we escaped safely, but...Clara wasn't happy with me for a good while afterward."
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"It began in the Old West, as these things tend to," Doc started, not sure if that fondness was coming from the memory or from starting to thaw. He continued on.
"You're absolutely right: snow is quite rare in Hill Valley. There are only a few recorded instances in history. I shared this with Jules and Verne in our lessons one morning, and they were completely entranced by the pictures of snowscapes in their books."
He looked sheepish. "When I completed the time train, I obtained weather records for the next two centuries. There was---will be---a fantastic snowstorm in Hill Valley for a certain Christmas of the future, and I wanted them to experience that at least once while growing up. But the records I obtained weren't complete, and I was unaware of the mudslides to come. Fortunately we escaped safely, but...Clara wasn't happy with me for a good while afterward."
Good job, Doc. Real good job.