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Meeting in the snow

By Linda Petersen
Posted 2/12/16

We had our first big snowstorm last Friday and I had an important meeting to attend. Not letting a little snow stop me, out the front door I slogged to the snow covered car. I dutifully cleaned off …

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Meeting in the snow

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We had our first big snowstorm last Friday and I had an important meeting to attend. Not letting a little snow stop me, out the front door I slogged to the snow covered car. I dutifully cleaned off the windshield and rolled down all the windows to automatically clear them of snow. (Sure, the snow fell into the car, but at least the windows were clear. And I was dressed for snow, anyway.) The driveway wasn’t shoveled, but by seesawing back and forth I was finally able to flatten the pile of snow left by the snowplow, and off I went!

There I was, putzing along Warwick Avenue, congratulating myself on getting the car ready so fast, (because being late to a meeting is a serious offense.) Singing along to the radio with gusto, (K-LOVE, 104.7), I looked around at all of the other cars so carefully brushed off. SUCKERS! I’ll bet I did MY car in 1/10th of the time it took them to do theirs!

As I carefully pulled into the snow covered parking spot and stepped on the brakes, a loud sound was heard overhead. Loud, echoing, freaky and creaky! Like an avalanche, all of the snow that had been on TOP of my car, warmed by the heat inside, slid freely down onto the windshield, completing engulfing me in a white out. Not registering the importance of this with promptness to the meeting prominently on my mind, I gleefully hurried in to make it to the meeting on time. Success! Except for the fact that when I went into the meeting to join the others, there WERE no others...the meeting had been cancelled due to snow!

This experience could have been a considerable waste of time except for the fact that a valuable lesson was learned.

It struck me that the “snow fall” onto my windshield could have easily happened traveling along the road or putting on my breaks to stop behind a turning car, and there could have been serious consequences.

Luck had kept me safe, once again, and I vowed never again to leave the car burdened with snow.

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