Just as I recovered from a nasty winter cold the other day we were slammed with yet another snow storm. There was at least another foot of snow to shovel out of my driveway and walkways with almost no where left to put it. Like all my neighbors I was out as soon as the snow had stopped falling and we all commiserated as we shoveled about our fatigue from the storms nearly every week.
One of my neighbors who is always one of the 1st to shovel out was noticeably absent from the activities and his driveway and steps were still buried in snow. When I finished up my cleanup I went into my house to take a couple of aspirin, have a hot cup of coffee and to call the neighbor who was missing in action. He answered the phone in terribly hoarse voice. I asked him why he wasn't out shoveling and he said he had a ferocious head and chest cold (hmmm just like the one I was getting over). He said he just couldn't get out and shovel because he felt so bad and would get to it if he felt a little better later in the day.
As the day progressed there was no sign of my sick neighbor, so by dusk I had recovered enough from my shoveling so that I grabbed my trusty snow shovel and tackled my sick neighbors driveway (it's not a big driveway). The snow plows had done a good job of burying his truck in. I shoveled a good clean path for him to get the truck into the street and just as I was finishing up his wife came home from work. She asked why on earth I was shoveling out her husband's truck. I told her he was really sick and that I had a very guilty conscience about giving him the horrible cold that I had just gotten over when we had lunch together a week or so ago. I also told her that if he questions as to who may have shoveled him out, to keep it under her hat, to just tell him that the good fairy with a snow shovel must have done it.
John R. Crosby, Realtor & Appraiser
Real Property, Inc.
19 Linden St., Marblehead, MA 01945
781-479-4177 phone & fax
John@MoveWithCrosby.com
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