Well, we got our expected snow dump last night (mine looks to be about 8" right now). And, as expected, my work didn't close, but they delayed opening till 10:00 AM. Our schools are closed, but we are considered to be "essential" personnel, so we have to go to work on snow days.
I didn't take advantage of the 2.5 hour delay today to shovel snow; instead, I tucked my tired carcass back into my warm bed and caught a few more zzz's. When I went out to clean off the car and start it, I realized what an adventure driving to work today was going to be when I looked at my pant legs and saw snow crusted 3/4th of the way up my calves. Not funny.
Pulled away from the curb. Good so far. Driving slowly, which is the best you can do in a passenger car in this kind of snow. Got to the end of my street. STUCK. Hopelessly, deeply stuck. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes for a quick "please help me, God", and started the routine of reverse-drive to try and get out of the snow quagmire. Nothing. Nothing at all except more stuck.
Along comes a big black SUV, slowing down. Out gets a friendly, strapping young guy, who came straight to my car door and said "I'll help you". He pushed on the back bumper and I kept doing the reverse-drive maneuver. Eventually (probably about ten minutes total but it seemed like forever), my little engine that could popped itself around the corner and into the street upon which I was trying so unsuccessfully to turn.
His name is Don Suto. He's from Lafayette. He had just dropped his wife off at Wabash Center, which is a facility for the developmentally disabled that is located at the end of my street as well. For once, I had good timing and good luck, as Don was there when I needed help and, most importantly, he stopped to help me.
Immediately, I realized that I had absolutely NO cash on hand to pay Don a little thank you gift. He just smiled and said, "I wanted to help you". Five words that so many people need to hear and, today, I heard them when I needed them the most.
Angels come in all shapes and sizes. today, mine wore Carhartt bibs and a friendly smile. Thank goodness for nice guys with big muscles.