Being neighborly in Jim Thorpe

During yesterday’s snow, I shoveled my sidewalk. I also went down the street two houses, because the people living there are elderly, and I usually do their sidewalks for them. The (adult) children of the nearer of those people sometimes do my sidewalks, ever since I cleared theirs during a big storm when I had the snowblower out. (Yesterday’s two inches of light, fluffy snow wasn’t enough for me to get out the snowblower.)

Well, yesterday, I also went up the street, and shoveled the snow at my neighbors’ house, and those neighbors are not elderly; they look to be a bit younger than me. It was something to do, and, quite frankly, I was outside, nervous, waiting for my darling bride to get home from work.

So, this morning, when I checked outside to see how much snow I had to shovel, the answer was: none at all! Someone had shoveled my sidewalks, including up to the front porch. I don’t know who it was, though I’m guessing that Pete, the neighbor up the street, was the neighborly guy, judging by the clearing pattern.

Isn’t it amazing how well stuff like that works? You do things for other people, and they wind up doing things for you.


  1. Well, it looks like good old fashioned Christian charity paid off! If we had a lot more of that, we’d barely need the government at all (I’d guess you’d still need the city and county to plow the streets, though).

  2. We do need the Borough and PennDOT to plow the roads, and I have absolutely no objection to state and local taxes for those services.

    I’m almost 60 years old, but I’m still in good physical condition. But, to quote Micky East, an old political science professor at UK, tempus is fugeting, and eventually I’ll be 70 and 80, if I do not go to my eternal reward earlier, and I might need help with shoveling the snow. There are no guarantees, but I figure that if I take care of the sidewalks for my more elderly neighbors now, someone younger than me might return that favor ten and twenty years from now.

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