Today we got 14″ of snow on top of the 8 or 9″ we got last week. This is the New England weather I’ve been most familiar with all my life.
At about noon today, the maintenance crew at the apartment complex where I live started to remove the snow from the sidewalks. Right now there is twice as much snow as there was then.
Also, I was just watching the plow clearing the snow from the parking lot that I can see from my dining room window. I wonder, did it really make sense to that plow driver to pile the snow up right in front of the dumpster to the point of where it’s buried?
Now, thanks to him, the maintenance men have a lot more work ahead of them…..that is of course, when all of them, (3), get the time after they finish clearing all the snow on all the sidewalks throughout this 144 apartment complex, fronts and backs of buildings.
I can remember when I was a kid, my father had a system when it came to removing the snow or for doing anything……basically it was, use common sense.
I know he would definitely think that the plow driver did not use common sense.
My father was something. I don’t remember him ever, voluntarily, taking a day off from work because of the weather or being sick. Come hell or high water, he went to work.
The only times I can remember him not going to work were the times he dislocated his shoulder, (he did that twice), and the time he broke his back helping to carry a refrigerator up the stairs and it slipped and fell on him.
I remember too when I was young, my father coming home, sometimes around 7 p.m. after a long day at work that began before 5 a.m. and having to shovel out his parking space before he could park the car.
When my sisters and I got to be about 10, 11 and 12 years old, we would help him shovel out his parking space. One thing he always told us, no matter what it was we were doing, “if you’re going to do something, do it right. If you don’t, someone else has to come along behind you and do it over.”
Shoveling snow is hard, back breaking work especially if the snow is heavy and dense but I can remember loving being out in the dark with my father and my sisters, on William Sands Jr. Rd. helping him shovel just because we were out there with him.
Later on, as we got older, it wasn’t quite as much a treat anymore to be out shoveling out my father’s parking spot. Most of the time, it was us doing it before he got home from work so he wouldn’t have to. Not because we wanted to but because our Mom told us to and it was done as good as if my father had done it himself.
Not necessarily because we had to but because we wanted to. We had learned from my father that in doing a good job, you acquire a sense of pride and accomplishment in yourself.
Things really have changed so much from when I was a kid. Nowadays many people no longer care whether they do a good job or not…..they just want to get it done.
The plow driver burying the dumpster in heaps of snow is a perfect example of the half-assed work I’m talking about and don’t even get me started on how well the sidewalks that I have to use to walk to work on are cleared….not enough time right now to go into that particular little pain in my ass.
Anyway, the snow is finally here. There is lots of it and at least it’s much easier to walk on than all the ice that we were getting earlier in the season.
Grateful for snow and not ice and thank you for reading.