The place I owned, where Merrym lived next to me, was in the mouth of a canyon and on a dead-end street. The wind there was horrific in the winter, but nice in the summer. When it snowed the wind would blow so hard at times that it caused the snow to form drifts. I remember a drift one year that was as high as the house.
One weekend in January, as we took Courtney and Asab to their dad's, it was snowing a lot, but by the time we got home it was a blizzard. I got Merrym into her house and settled. I went home, thinking that by the next morning the storm would ease up. Boy was I wrong!
The snow was about two feet deep , it was still snowing and blowing. I called Merrym to make sure she was OK. She was doing good, but I felt I needed to see that she was OK, so I started digging a path from my house to her house. It took me about two hours (remember I only lived 40 feet from her). As I dug, the path seemed to be filling in faster than I could shovel.
By Saturday evening we realized we wouldn't be going to church the next day. I decided that I would stay at Merrym's that night. We watched TV and caught every update about the weather that we could find. The bad news was that the storm would be with us through Sunday and could possibly stop sometime on Monday. The snowplows were working hard to keep the drifts off the highway. But we were forgotten on our little street.
I was getting very worried. What if for some reason Merrym needed to get to the hospital?!
I tried to keep our spirits up. By Sunday afternoon the snow was so high, the 6 foot chain-link fence in front of our house was no longer visible. I looked out the window at the side of the house and realized my car was buried. I opened the front door and the snow was up to my waist. This side of the house was on the side away from the wind. I would have to stand on a chair to get on top of the snow to get out and our shovels were buried. We had a problem!
Merrym called one of her friends. Her husband and son parked out on the highway and literally walked over the fence to get to the house. They had brought shovels and they started digging. They finally cleared the door and the sidewalk area. They were able to get the snow away from the back door also. As they left us, walking back over the fence, our hearts sank. We felt so alone and isolated from the world.
Monday morning we listened to a special channel that lets everyone know if there is school. I was relieved to hear that they had canceled school in my district. Merrym and I went back to playing games, but we were about gamed out. By this time even the highway was blocked by snow and there was no traffic going by. Would this nightmare ever end?!
Around noon the snow stopped and the wind died down also. We saw huge backhoes digging through the snow on the highway. After about five hours the traffic was finally flowing again, but we were still blocked in.
Suddenly we saw my brother-in-law coming on his tractor from the south and a neighbor, who lived a road above us, coming on his tractor from the north (add movie music, the theme from 'Star Wars'). They started digging us out. My car had a 30 foot long drift in front of it. After several hours they had us dug out. Thank God we were not forgotten.
For the needy shall not always be forgotten.
Psalm 9:18
Love, Mother Hen Glory
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