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We were blessed with a couple inches of snow today. Zeke and I went out to have a snowball fight and build a snowman. The snowman has broccoli eyes, a carrot nose, and a celery mouth. He’s wearing Dale’s hat and Gabe’s scarf. Zeke named him Goomba. The kids were released early from school, because the snow turned into freezing rain. When they got home, we all had a snowball fight. I was enjoying myself out in the snow, but I kept hearing my Dad’s voice in my head. “If you don’t shovel the driveway, the slush will freeze and you’ll have ice all winter.” My Dad’s far away in warm and sunny Arizona bothering my Aunt Cita, but I can still hear his voice in my head. Even though I know the temperature will go up tomorrow and melt all the snow, I can’t break with fundamental Meloch beliefs about furnace filters and shoveling. So, I grabbed the snow shovel and got to work. The kids then had plenty of practice trying to hit a moving target.