Fortunately, I think Scott will be well enough to use the snowblower today. He worked yesterday and survived.

This makes me miss the small town I lived in during high school. The village paid people to clean the sidewalks. They had a bunch of those riding snow blowers with brushes. Of course, they also routinely got more than six inches of snow at a time. It was just nice to get up in the morning and know that the sidewalks would be clear.