Last week, as snow continued to fall, covering not just the landscape but the roads, I was one of those lunatics in the car and on the road — I had to work.
I fell madly in love with our car last week, as its four-wheel drive held true, and there was nowhere I couldn’t go.
But still, it was the hard, long, and undoubtedly cold work of a select group of folks that really helped make it possible.
They had a job that, at times, had to be incredibly frustrating, as snow fell faster than it could be plowed, and then drifted back in tidal waves.