I was an “ I will get it done when it stops” kind of guy. I would tell my beautiful late wife that if it was up to her I would be waiting outside, with the shovel ready, to catch the first snowflake. Now that I’ve lost her and the house is my responsibility, I understand what my love was talking about. It took almost 45 years to get it right but some of us are slow learners. Now, when the occasion arises, I will be out several times enjoying the shoveling, the snowfall and, of course, remembering her.