A snow story to share

At 11:10 yesterday morning the POA sand truck came down our lonely little cul-de-sac reconnecting residents with the outside world. At 11:25 the garbage truck came around to pick up trash, two weeks worth. At 11:30 the sand truck was back to put down more sand to get the garbage truck out of a rut on the street.
If that was the end of our winter tale that would be enough. Unfortunately, our neighbor across the street had taken a spill on the ice in his driveway the previous night. A fire truck and an ambulance had to make fresh tracks in our snow on Thursday evening. The neighbor and his wife were transported to St. Joe's for treatment of a concussion. He was released at 3 a.m. and the couple had to stay in a hotel down in Hot Springs for the remainder of the evening. A Hot Springs friend with a big truck brought them back to the Village about the same time as the arrival of the garbage truck.
The postman and UPS man making Wednesday deliveries all arrived at the same time, too. We on Magda Lane went from complete isolation to our own parade.
The neighbor is recovering and happy to be back in his own bed.