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Weathering the storm

Ain’t nature grand. Overnight Thursday and on Friday we get our socks knocked off with a bit of nasty winter weather. Saturday and Sunday all that snow and sunshine made it postcard perfect. Rain on Monday wipes everything out.
The Trib newsroom could have taken lots of storm and digging out photographs, but, come today’s publication, the storm, the snow and digging out are all but forgotten. In fact, if I were to do a Then & Now comparing then (Friday) with now (Tuesday), many would have a hard time believing the vast difference in such a short period of time.
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Our Boston correspondent reports being hammered a lot more that we were here. Concerns were so serious, it was illegal to drive prior to their big storm. In an email exchange, I enquired as to how much snow had fallen and was told 20”.
Heck, we got more than 20 centimetres, I thought to myself. After a re-read, I realized Beantown was hit with 20 inches, not 20 centimetres. For those metrically inclined, 20 inches is 50.8 centimetres. In either inches or centimetres, that’s a lot of snow.
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There’s nothing finer than sitting in the cozy confines of one’s home watching the winter havoc play out on Friday. Blessed be we who live in the same place where we work. Even then, it was tricky getting home –  for those of us who had to work. My drive home was fine until I had to plow my way through my unplowed street onto my driveway. I got stuck on my driveway overhanging the sidewalk.
Not wanting to impede the sidewalk plow, I rocked and rolled my way off the sidewalk. What, me worry? The sidewalk plow didn’t pass through until Sunday, well after all front sidewalks on my street had been shovelled.
People’s reactions to the storm ranged from frustration to glee. A snow plow operator shown on television was positively giddy, noting that the snow is “white gold.”  Perhaps it is, but those operators work for their money. Forty-eight hours of plowing and shovelling is not out of the ordinary for many independent operators.
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On the Friday night of the storm I saw quite the juxtaposition. Cars stuck. People digging them out. People struggling with the elements in a classic man versus nature tilt. Channel hopping, I saw a Jeep stuck in not snow, but sand. People were pushing and pulling to get it out while the wheels spun away. Scorching heat, stuck in sand.
Change the channel, people pushing and pulling in freezing temperatures. Stuck in snow and ice.
It was like Guelph on Friday and Guelph today. Different worlds altogether.

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