robinr's Blog

Driving a snow plow in the Chicago area this year had to be a high pressure job! "Everybody's sick of all this snow ... except for the snowplow guys ... they're so happy this winter they don't know what do to with themselves" -- that from our Chief Meteorologist Amy Freeze. Got me thinking about the 'snowplow guys'. Actually, they've crossed my mind quite a bit over the last few months. I've been hailing them as heroes. I've been worried about their lack of rest. I have been trying not to take them for granted. I even gave a corny "thumbs up" to a plow driver who happened to delay my progress on a narrow side street the day after the last big snowfall -- of course I was in a hurry, but that shortcut street would not even be an option without him! He was backing up in the center of a tiny intersection to make a tight turn and scrape as close to the curb as possible -- quite an excercise in precision steering. I'm just wondering, are they really happiest when we have these old-fashioned snowed in winters? If so, is it all about the over time pay? Or, is pride also in play? Just a thought as we finally (hopefully) have the worst behind us!