An Interesting thing happened to me this morning that I will remember for a long time to come. It snowed again last night adding another three inches to our already frozen little town. To top that off, I wasn't sleeping to well this morning, mainly because my wife had pirated all of the blankets and had them neatly wrapped around her like a catipillar's cocoon. Having decided that any chances for a warm morning had pretty much went the way of the dodo, I crawled out of bed and went to shovel snow before the kids got up for school. As I was out there grumbling about the snow and cold, I was taught a lesson about why things happen for a reason in a most unexpected way. My neighbor from across the street, a fellow whom I had always thought disliked me for some reason, brought his snow plow over and helped me dig out my drive. As he drove back over to his house, I stood there in the frosty air of the morning with the realization that if it had never snowed this day, I would never have known what a nice guy my neighbor truely was. Humbled by the realization, I don't think I will be grumbling about the snow any more.
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