Olney's 3o-something-inch snowfall brought out neighborly
kindness. As I mentioned in an
earlier post, my next-door neighbor cleared my driveway twice with his snow
blower. People with snow blowers cleared other neighbors’ driveways, walkways
and sidewalks while those with low-tech snow shovels would "detail"
or dig out areas inaccessible to snow blowers.
After the snowstorm ended, my husband and I wandered
around the neighborhood. A few residents near the entrances could get out and reach
the already-plowed main roads. Most of us were snowbound, however, and the rest of the
world seemed to be moving on like cars whizzing by on Bowie Mill.
We witnessed more neighborly acts of kindness, like
residents (with four-wheel drive vehicles) delivering groceries to stranded neighbors
or able-bodied people digging out/pushing drivers spinning their wheels in the
snow. Perhaps the greatest neighborly act was my street's snow blower brigade. Over
two feet of snow covered the roads and several neighbors decided to clear a
path just wide enough for a car to pass through and escape.
When the sun finally melted enough snow to expose the
pavement, I couldn't help but think of the effects: I felt like I was out at sea floating among icebergs with smaller ice floes
or that we all live along the banks of a snowy river.
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