This morning I was outside shoveling snow from my driveway for close to an hour. I like to do this by hand, I get fresh air, some exercise and a time to "clear my head". Just before I was finished, my neighbor looked at me arrogantly, opened his garage and pulled out his snow blower. He tried to start it for a few minutes, but to no avail. When he went for his snow spade, I went inside for a cup of hot tee, thinking "thank you, there really is a God".