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Snow, and Memories.

Snow.

We got 2-3 inches yesterday by the time it stopped. Not much at all, especially compared to the Michigan snowfalls that I remember from my youth. But it was enough to coat the mountain here with white, and keep the trash trucks and fed-ex from coming up here. Wusses.
I remember growing up, how even an inch would have my dad out there with a snow shovel, clearing the whole driveway and the sidewalk. It didn't matter if the sun was going to come out the next day and the temps would be in the 40's, that driveway was going to get cleaned off today and so was the public sidewalk in front of our house and our own walk leading up to the front door. That was just part and parcel to being a homeowner and no one was going to have to trudge through snow in front of our house, not even if the only person out walking was the mailman. Yeah, they used to go out in the snow, too, back in the day.

Well that notion of his stuck with me over the years, and to this day, I can't look at an unshoveled driveway without reaching for the nearest snow shovel, even if it's a steeply inclined drive like mine and no one is expected to come over.

This one's for you, pop.

Happy Birthday, Pop. Couldn't find a picture of you with a snow shovel, but we sure had fun with the Uzi that summer day back on '07, didn't we?
My Dad. January 7, 1942 to October 2, 2012. Still missed.

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