Snow Blower

Had a bit of snow in this Albany/Schenectady New York area near the end of the day today. It was hardly a thing, just enough to stick a little to the roads in spots or more in parking lots and on lawns, a light covering, enough to make me break out the brush for a quick once over before I left the station.

On my way home though, on roads that were mostly just wet, there was this one guy in the front of his house, one of the practically elbow to elbow homes, that almost feel like row houses, I pass on some streets in my to and fro’s, clearing the short pathway to his front door with a snow blower, and even his short driveway if he has one, that gift from his father in law a few years back that came with sage advice on how to use and then maintain it along with stories of the “Great Snow of (fill in year long past)” the snow blower that’s been gathering dust, for the most part, in his back yard shed since then.

Now again, when I tell you this snow wasn’t a thing, it wasn’t, actual “things” would scoff at this and belittle it with derisive laughter, I mean this guy’s pathway could just have easily been handled by one of his young kids in a pair of slippers with a broom but “Goddamit!!” I’m sure he thought to himself, “This is my chance! This is fucking snow people!!! I am breaking this M’Fer OUT!!!”

Cheers to you dude.

(ps … if or when we have an actual snow up these here parts he will surely have the last laugh and I will have to try and make friends … I mean, all I got is a broom … and my cat slippers are kinda embarrassing)