After the blizzard dumped 38" on my town, cabin fever slowly started to take it's toll. Our street was totally impassable and any ventures out was by foot. Sunday was a 2.6 mile stroll to pick up milk. By Monday afternoon my 16 year old son had enough. While I telecommuted, he attacked the street - armed with a snow-blower and several gas cans. As he forced his way down, a few neighbors joined him. 5 hours and 1,200 feet later they were complete. There was a single lane from my house to the end of the street. Freedom at last. Ironically, just as they finished a pay-loader and plow appeared.
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