Just a few days after my son and a neighbor cleared our driveway of a fallen tree brought down by Hurricane Sandy, the snow took down one even bigger at the end of our drive, leaving us trapped again. I called the town to let them know that the tree was also blocking our cul-de-sac, and a fireman who came by to inspect said he would do his best to get us some help. In truth, I wasn't too hopeful - we are among so many here in Wall that need help. But 20 minutes later, I heard a chainsaw and looked outside to see about 25 men and women getting ready to tackle our tree. In speaking to one of them, Stacy, I learned they were from Idaho, members of the National Forestry Service. They set to work and had that massive tree, as well as debris from the first tree, cut and ready to haul away. My son and I spent some time talking with them, thanking them profusely, asking what we could do in return. They insisted they were happy to help and thankful they could. They were just the nicest people, so friendly and kind. I wanted to cry. But more than anything I, my husband and my family want to thank them from the bottom of our hearts.