Sunday, August 18, 2013
In February of 1977 we had a blizzard that went for two or three days. All the roads were snowed shut including the Interstate highway. Diane and I lived in the country at the time. We were blessed in the fact that I made it home from work before it hit and that we did not lose our electricity. We had a wood burning fireplace which I kept going just in case.
I had noticed 2 cars car had become stuck in the snow just down from where we lived. During the storm there was not much anyone could do. Both of these cars are in their proper lanes in the roadway.
The morning after the storm had broken I noticed 2 people walking down the road. They were carrying snow shovels and a knapsack. I assumed they were the car owners and I thought to myself, “I will be a good neighbor. I will go help them.” I dressed for the weather, grabbed my snow shovel and headed down the road. The day was calm, cold, and incredibly quiet.
When I got to the cars I stood on the snow looking at the upcoming task. The picture shows the snow in front of me. The snow behind me was probably 2 or 3 times the distance to the car. I hoped the fellow had brought food in his knapsack because he was going to need it. I thought to myself, “I don’t even know these people. I am not that good of a neighbor after all. That is a lot of snow to move”
As I was standing there contemplating how good a neighbor I really wanted to be I heard a noise. It shattered the silence we had been used to for the past couple of days. I looked down the road and saw a County tractor shovel coming. He would scoop snow and push it to the side of the road. We were saved!
The tractor shovel continued to come toward us. When he got to the cars he snaked around then and cleared as close as he could. After he got through we were able to shovel what was now a reasonable amount of snow. The cars were freed and soon continued home. The road was open!
The last picture is on the same road a few miles away, the day after. The County did a nice job of clearing the road.