Snowbirds Unlimited: Tale From the Restless Traveler

Snow falls each year before we leave Central Oregon for the winter. Usually a light dusting that doesn't last. It's a lovely reminder of what we once enjoyed. However, I put my cross-country skis in a garage sale before I moved to Central Oregon in 1999, knowing my husband Harry Taylor and I would be spending our winters in Mexico. When I started searching for answers to why we are called snowbirds, I ran across the lyrics of Anne Murray's song, as well as an encyclopedia section on the Jun...