I remember it well. The thrill that surged through me every time I heard the plow hit hard ground at the end of the driveway. Grinding and scraping, disturbing the neat layer of crushed rock as it pushed the snow. Standing by the window with my little brother, we watched and waited to see how tall those snow banks would grow. […]
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