re: #152 Wendell Zurkowitz (slave to the waffle light)

Snow shoveling was one of my standard chores: grass mowing in the summer, leaf raking in the fall, turning over garden beds in the spring.

My father didn’t buy a snowblower until two of his three children had left for college. And the third was on a winter sport high school team and didn’t get home until about 5pm. (This was living in northern NY state in an area that got about 40-50” of snow a year - and it didn’t melt very much.)

I *hated* that machine. Pull-start engine like a lawn mower and I could never get it started. Would try for 10 minutes and then eventually give up. My father would get home and it would start on the first pull. >_<