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I had just stepped inside from a third round of snow shoveling when I heard the sound of a tractor in the yard. And who should appear but Santa—er, Bob Lindquist—to finish the job I had not managed to complete. He smiled and he waved and he bladed the drive clean, and with a "Merry Christmas!" drove away to help more neighbors. People like Bob are why small towns are THE place to live.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Santa in a tractor
I had just stepped inside from a third round of snow shoveling when I heard the sound of a tractor in the yard. And who should appear but Santa—er, Bob Lindquist—to finish the job I had not managed to complete. He smiled and he waved and he bladed the drive clean, and with a "Merry Christmas!" drove away to help more neighbors. People like Bob are why small towns are THE place to live.
2 comments:
The world needs more Santa Bobs. My neighborhood needs at least one. Three trips out with the shovels, and still it snows. Jeez.
I feel for you.
Believe me, this morning I feel all kinds of muscles I forgot I had, and every one of them is screaming.
Bob's a great guy. I just hope I can pay it back now...
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