A Real Snow Day

Brother Gary banged on my door early this morning and said we had to go out to our folks' place and help them shovel snow off their roof. I threw on my clothes and we headed out, the snow here still barely covering the ground. As we traveled easterly the snow got thicker and was falling more heavily. Still, there was nothing much on the road. It's always after that turn at Fargher Lake off of SR 503 that the real snow begins. Sure enough, the road was covered and it was coming down pretty heavily. My parents had about 18 inches on top of their gently sloping roof and with rain and freezing rain forecast, my father was worried that it would get too heavy for the roof to support. So Gary and I shoveled it off. It took about 3 and a half hours to get most of it and take care of the walkway in front. Our parents have peace of mind and there's no need for me to go to the gym today!