To Trudge

What brought that movie to mind? Well my snow blower has bit the dust and I was buried in the snow. So I went up and down my street to the several snow plowing services. They’re busy with season contracts. Darn, need to go to store.

I trudged, one and half miles in snow that was over 2 feet in places. Snow over my knees. Pretty good exercise pushing and pulling my legs from the heavy wet snow. When I got to the main street, someone in a parking lot asked how far did you come? Are you snowed in? Yep.

Big surprise, he went home, got another neighbor, came back picked me up and had a huge snow blower in his truck. Two hours later, we finally got my driveway clear and my car out of the drift.

Small world, he lives about a half mile away, his daughter is in my son’s class, I know her from my teacher’s aid work. We’re in the same parish.

Just as Jeffrey was stripped of his dignity and was sent to trudge, so had I and in our trials we met a man of real honor who helped a stranger in need.

With all the court evil I see, it is so uplifting to think people of good character still exist (in the flesh and of course my loyal band of readers).