Sometimes, with the hectic nature of January, having common sense to think ahead just isn’t something on the top list of thing to do. Yet, without fail, that will catch up with you.

It was just after the snowfall on Jan. 27, and I had to be at work at 2:30 p.m. Being a recent college graduate, it is still in my system to sleep until 11:30 a.m. and be able to spring into action without missing a beat. Little did I remember that since I am no longer in college, I could not spring as far as I used to since now I am more dependent on a vehicle which was stuck behind a significant amount of snow.

I had two and a half hours to clear my driveway, and the snow was quite heavy. I had parked rather far down the driveway that day (another “think ahead” subject I missed). Also, there are three driveways at my house, and I felt horrible I would not be able to help clear them all.

While shoveling the driveway, an individual with a pick-up truck drove up and helped with the snowplow build-up, and I was incredibly grateful for that, yet I still had a lot of work to do to make my deadline.

Forty minutes had passed and the driveway did not look like it was going to be done in time. In fact, it looked like it had grown a couple more feet and the snow had gotten five times heavier, even if that is logically impossible. All I could think to do is to shovel the area directly behind my tires, back out straight and hope for the best.

Although my brother had come outside to assist me with the clean-up, complete success was looking pretty bleak. When I was just about to give up and barrel my way out with my car, a man with a front-loader came driving down the road.

Being neighborly, I waved and expected him to drive on by, yet, without hesitation, he stopped, pulled into the driveway and began clearing it. I hopped out of the way and stood in the yard dumbfounded. All I could do is wave and smile. At first I thought he was going to clear out one driveway to let us be able to move one car, but he went on to do all three. I was free to go to work and I couldn’t believe what just happened.

I wanted to approach the man to get his name, yet he really never took a break and considering the front loader tire was about as tall as I was, it wasn’t something I was going to run up to with reckless abandon. With a blink, he was chugging down the road in his front-loader and my driveways were clear and ready to go.

So, with this letter to the editor, I hope to finally be able to thank the man who cleared the driveways. The residents of 66 Blooms Corners Road are incredibly grateful for your kindness. It wasn’t the first time he had cleared the driveways without saying so much as a word, just a friendly wave, yet it will be a time I will always remember.

There is humanity in the world and people still perform random acts of kindness everyday without looking for a reward. Thank you for making me realize that.
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