Down the Hall on Your Left

This site is a blog about what has been coasting through my consciousness lately. The things I post will be reflections that I see of the world around me. You may not agree with me or like what I say. In either case – you’ll get over it and I can live with it if it makes you unhappy. Please feel free to leave comments if you wish . All postings are: copyright 2014 – 2021

I Have A New Hero



WE GOT DUMPED ON the other night with about 5” of the white fluffy stuff (not marshmallows).  The snow started about midnight and by morning it had turned our cars into large white lumps.

I went outside and cleaned off the cars because we would be needing to go out later. Of course, all my efforts did was to increase the snow piled up around the cars. My only other option was to either mail the snow to my friends down south or borrow a lighter and melt it a little bit at a time. Neither option was feasible.

I was concerned that, if I could actually get my car down the driveway and out onto our unplowed street, there would be no assurance that I would be able to get back up our driveway. And then an angel arrived.

The folks who live next door are very nice and the young hubby (also named John – a good sign) took it upon himself to fire up his snow blower and clean, not only our driveway, but also the area around the cars. He must have spent twenty minutes on that job. I stuck my head out of the back door and told him that he was my hero. I thanked him profusely. He replied that he was glad to help out and that he was having fun. He said that he was unhappy that he really hadn’t had a chance to play with the snow blower so far this winter.

God bless him.

I’m glad that there are people like him. People who love snow blowers and will go out of their way to use them. In the summer it is a power mower, in winter it is a snow blower. And they enjoy it. It is FUN for them.

We don’t have either of those machines and we don’t want to have them.

I quit doing snow removal when my late Uncle Leo became my late Uncle Leo, dropping dead with a snow shovel in his hand. And I haven’t pushed a lawn mower of any kind since high school – back in the Jurassic Era.

I don’t elevate people to Hero status easily or often. My wife is a Hero in my eyes, so is John Steinbeck, and now the neighbor with the snow blower. OK, my wife is at the top of that category, but anybody who clears our driveway with a snow blower earns a few bows in his direction.

A short update – In the wake of having the snow blower come through I must report that the mysterious apple that just appeared out of thin air a few days ago – has now vanished. It has gone to the Big Produce Section In The Sky – or been chopped into applesauce. One or the other.

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