Random Act of Kindness
It is 10 o’clock on Valentines Day and after two days of being snowed in in our small subdivision, I am cheerfully listening to the back-up beep of the hardworking snowplow – including its kind driver, who I think has mastered the highest skill of his/her profession. Instead of just plowing a track down our narrow street called Fairbanks Avenue, leaving us with four feet of heavy snow in front of our laboriously cleaned-out driveways, she/he carefully drives back and forth, shaving down the high snowbanks, and taking extra caution near the driveways. Does he/she imagine what a relief it is not to wake up to another three feet of snow to shovel before work? That two snowblowers are broken, one person has the flu, another has a bad back, and at least two of us have to go to work tomorrow? This was certainly not a “random” act of kindness. It was a job exceptionally well done which left us without any barrier to start the day tomorrow.
Cheers to you unknown snowplow driver and to all others who worked hard for us on those snowy days.
Maria Antony, Fairbanks Ave , Greenwich