Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Kudos to Connecticut snow warriers

I've lived in California, Colorado, Missouri, Georgia, Connecticut and Rhode Island.  I have physically been in 41 of our 50 states and several foreign countries.  I've seen amazing sights and awe-inspiring scenery that left me breathless.  But snow removable in the northeast part of this country will leave you speechless.  It's jaw dropping and yet the local residents think it's commonplace.  For your edification let me describe the view from my window yesterday on the day of "THE BLIZZARD OF 2010" (local newspaper headline).  I awoke at 6:00am and looked out my window but could see very little.  It was snowing and the 50 mile an hour winds were blowing the snow in terrifying gales.  I understood in an instant the term, "snowblind".  I fearfully wondered if my staff would even attempt to come in to work.  I expected the phone to start ringing with apologies and I imagined the wretched time I would have trying to cook and serve breakfast to 37 elderly and fussy people.  A thunderous roar snapped me out of my musings as a huge snow plow drove by.  Maybe there is hope, I whimpered.  I hurried to get dressed and unlock the building for the day.  Employees streamed in, gaily exchanging "good mornings" to each other.  It was just another day. The mail arrived on time and by afternoon, the snow had stopped.  The plows, however, continued their rounds until evening.  This morning I looked out my window at 6:00 am again.  A truck was parked in front of our building and unloading 2 snowblowers.  Three men began re-clearing our walkways.  The third man carried a five gallon bucket filled with rock salt.  By noon today the roads were quite clear and by this evening the roads were now black asphalt without of trace of snow or ice.  How could this be?  These New Englanders take their snow seriously, very seriously.  They don't wring their hands, wonder how much snow will fall and when will the storm be over.  If the snow is falling, they're plowing and they don't stop til they see black top. Wow.  My hat is off to them (figuratively speaking...after all it's 18 degrees here!)

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