Dear Folks, This afternoon I knew that I just HAD to go to the library for more murder mystery books. We've been having a considerable amount of snow (probably less than 12 inches) and I figured that I wouldn't have a problem getting out of my driveway not if I played my cards right. I put on my snow boots (the first time since last winter) and started toward my garage. I found that the snow was deep enough to make it a bit iffy trying to keep my balance but I managed it anyway. I settled into my car and I backed up easily until I got closer to the road. I could see that a considerable amount of snow had drifted across the end of my driveway as it always does and that the snow plows had piled snow even higher. Still I knew what to do. When I approached the snow drift I gunned the engine to gather up speed to break through it. I was going like h___ but as soon as I was barely through the drift, I was stopped dead in my tracks. My rear wheels where spinning and I wasn't going anywhere. OK, I know what to do in that situation and that is to drive forward and give it another shot. I no sooner got a few feet ahead when the wheels were spinning again and I wasn't going anywhere. To be frank with you, I can't remember the last time I got stuck in the snow. My guess is that it was about 20 years ago. Finally I remembered that if I were able to rock my car back and forth by shifting gears (Drive and Reverse), I might be able to get it to work. I tried it and I admit that I was making a bit of headway but I was still stuck. Then I remembered that if I turned the steering wheel to the left or right, it would help. That's what I did and after several tries, with my wheels squealing, I finally hit the road going like h____. After I got everything under control and feeling proud of myself, I looked back at my driveway. It then dawned on me that I'd have the same problem getting back into it. Nonetheless I was on the plowed road again and I started off for the Town Hall and I'd have to deal with that problem when I got back. I was awfully shaky about the whole situation and when I got only two doors down I saw my neighbor Bob plowing out his driveway. Even though I had never met him in the number of years that he'd been living there, I just had to stop, back up and I hailed him. He got out of his pickup truck to see what I wanted. I had rolled down my window and actually had the NERVE to ask him if he would plow out my driveway two doors away. No problem, he'd plow it out in just a few minutes. I was so touched with how neighborly he was that I had tears in my eyes. Later this evening I called him and told him how much I really appreciated what he had done. Again, no problem. He said that if I needed to be plowed out in the future, just give him a call. Note: he's in the business of plowing snow from driveways and he never even mentioned any sort of money he would charge me. Again I was almost in tears. No that's not the end of the story. Later tonight my neighbor Dawn came over to take my recycle bin to the curb. In addition she unloaded the groceries in my car and brought them into the house. While she was still here, my next door neighbor Ken came over to deliver my newspaper and mail. AND he came prepared to plow out my driveway with his snow blower. Since that had already been done, he could see that the entryway to my side door was pretty deep with snow. He brought out his shovel and not only did he shovel out the entry way, he also shoveled the snow away from my garage door. What can I say? In all my life I've never had such caring neighbors who continue to remind me that if I ever needed anything, just call. It kinda takes my breath away. vee