Thursday, February 21, 2013

Plow Truck

Today, it's all about good news, bad news. Back on Stevens Avenue, the bad news was that we had a long driveway and the snow removal work had better be done by the time Dad attempted to pull into the driveway. If not, there might be 'heck' to pay, depending on his mood. The good news centered around the big storms. When we got to the bottom of the driveway, and the end of the job was in sight, often the fun would commence. Stevens was a main drag, so plows went back and forth all day during the height of the storm. Now, if we positioned ourselves at just the right spot on the street when the plows whooshed by, we'd find ourselves covered with whiteness and buried up to our thighs in snow. Sometimes it was a real struggle to free ourselves.
Since the storm brought us no money for shoveling OUR long driveway(Dad didn't pay), this became one of the highlights of day spent digging out.
Even today, I love that sound of the plow rumbling its way down the hill and filling my driveway with snow at 4 AM. 
Why? Did I tell you I have a snowblower?

20 comments:

  1. Nice memory. I don't think that would fly, though, in this day and age. The snowplow driver and municipality probably would be sued for negligence and attempting to bury children in snow.

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  2. Kids have a way to have fun in some of the worst situations, for adults at least. Snow blowers are wonderful but still a lot of work!

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  3. We had a really long driveway, too, and my father and I split the shoveling. But, unlike you, I had forgotten about it. So, why do you remember everything and I remember nothing?

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  4. You have to love a guy that can find the fun in so many heavy chores.

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  5. Yeah, 'cept there's a storm coming on Sunday and the blower is in the shop.

    Can't wait for the fun to commence on Sunday.......

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  6. Trying to catch up on comments here. The photo is a stark contrast to our current location. Big ice and snow storm back home today. Our timing was right. Driving a snow plow in Maine must be a tough job.

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  7. Fire up the snowblower! Another biggee is coming your way I've heard. You'd better get down to the "shop" today to make sure that darn things fixed. I'd hate it if Elenka had to shovel your driveway all by herself!

    "Whip me"? Do you feel the need to be whipped? Have you been reading a certain very popular series of 3 books lately? :-)

    Maybe you need another quick trip to Florida and let the snow fall where it may!

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  8. This is all mind boggling to someone who's never experienced less than about 4/5C (very rarely) in the height of winter.

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  9. We've seen plenty of those here, too!

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  10. I love your snow memories. We were on a side street so one of the best fun things for kids after a storm was to grab onto the back bumper of a car as it went by and see how long you could stay on! I can't imagine that happening today - for one thing there is no where to grab hold of the bumper on new cars.

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  11. Snow blowers are an incredibly wonderful invention!

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  12. Love this story! We used to do the same thing as kids in Yarmouth....and my dad didn't pay either! How's Elenka?? Tell her that I gave her an award over at her blog. Did she stop blogging? I know it looks like she got hit with spam pretty hard. Hope all is well....tell her Debbie says hello.:)

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  13. Lol. We could do with a few more snow ploughs. It doesn't snow often enough here...

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  14. Ah, yes, we're discovering the necessity of a snow blower. Not really into this shoveling scene. . .

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  15. Snowplows are easier than shoveling but still a lot of work.

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  16. haha. i was thinking "WHAT?!" until i reached that last line.

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  17. They are quite busy these days! :)
    God bless you!
    Cezar

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