Monday, March 30, 2009

Life in a small town

My grandfather told me this story:

It snowed a couple weeks ago in Baker City. The snow plows had cleared the roads, but his truck was still blocked in the driveway, and he was out shoveling snow out of the driveway so that he could get his truck out. A woman was walking down the street, walked a little way past Grandpa's driveway then turned around and walked back the other direction.

A few minutes later, here came a man on a tractor. He plowed the snow from around my grandpa's truck, waved and drove off.

The next time it snowed, he came down and plowed again. Just a wave and off he went.

Grandpa said he'd like to thank him, maybe take him something, but he doesn't know where the guy lives. A few days ago, he saw the man walking down the road leading a couple mules. So now he knows he can find the man's house. He'll just drive that direction until he finds the house with the mules.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So nice to know small town living still exists. :)

I'm reading Emily's Runaway Imagination aloud to Cate. It is set in a small town in Oregon during the 1920's. Emily is often mentions "life in a small town."

The Victory Garden Project looks cool.