It's the winter of '95 and we all go out to play in the snow. We put together a snowman complete with hat and tie holding a rose. Curiously the rose was gone in the morning. Playing in the snow was right up Vito's alley. Afterwards a cup of hot cocoa hits the spot.

Mr. Snowman and Vito

Vito, Mr. Snowman and me unable to resist his charms.

A slightly blurry Vito, Mr. Snowman and Scott.

I can't remember exactly what Vito is laughing at but knowing him probably a snowball hit it's mark.
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