This girl needed to get to work.
She works at a nursing home. Even if it's Christmas, and even if there's a blizzard raging, some folks still can't hold their own forks, or pull themselves out of their wheelchairs and into bed, or cope with other necessary daily matters that you and I don't think twice about.
The blizzard meant that lots of other employees-----people who don't own tractors and four-wheel drive trucks----couldn't get to work without spending time in a ditch first. That made Erica's presence and skill set even more valuable.
We wouldn't have made it without John blading a path in front of us. Sometimes it's really nice to be married to a farmer.
2 comments:
the Anne Girl asked if my hubby drove the tractor all the way to town.
The answer is no. He just bladed open the gravel for us. The highway was a little better.
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