Well. How 'bout that ice storm? Just a couple weeks ago, I was hoping for a decent snowfall in Southeast Missouri. I was born and raised in Northern Illinois, and I'm used to having several inches of snow on the ground all winter. In fact, I rather enjoy it. Give me an afghan and a cup of coffee, and I could sit inside and watch the snow all day. I love how a fresh blanket of snow sparkles in the sunshine and muffles the noise of everyday life. It's beautiful and peaceful.
Two days ago, I experienced my first Missouri ice storm. NEVER in Illinois have I seen so much ice! If we have ice in Illinois, it's just a little bit that can be scraped off the windshield in about 10 minutes. We're much more likely to get a foot of fluffy snow overnight. Here, I spent 45 minutes scraping off my windshield Tuesday morning, and over an hour yesterday hacking the inches of ice off my car. I broke my ice scraper. My arms are SORE. And, thanks to a heavy glacier sliding off the trunk, my antenna is permanently bent at a perfect 90-degree angle.
I think I've had enough of winter in Missouri. Bring on the spring!
I must say, however, that this weather seems to have brought out the best in people. I've lived in Cape Girardeau for six months now, but I haven't really met many of the neighbors in my apartment complex. I don't think anyone is unfriendly; we just tend to keep to ourselves. These past couple days, though, we all had one thing in common: the storm.
As I scraped and beat at the ice on my car, I heard others doing the same from their respective parking spots. I saw many a nod and smile, a "Terrible weather, isn't it?" and "Good luck!" I got stuck in the snow twice: once in the entryway to the parking lot, and once in my parking spot. Both times, I had neighbors volunteer to push me out. They didn't think twice about trudging through the snow, putting their hands on my dirty hood, and being sprayed with ice and snow as I pressed the gas. Another neighbor lent me her shovel and volunteered a few well-experienced tips on freeing my car from the surrounding mountain of ice and snow.
It's funny how the weather, obnoxious as it is at times, also contributes to an overall feeling of unity, kindness and camaraderie. I wish that feeling would stick around even in the nicest weather.
Anybody else experience an ice-inspired act of kindness?