The picture was a couple of winters ago. That year we had around 154 inches of snow, or so we’ve been told. I hate snow but I have to admit it was an awesome year. At the time, I was not working for the Bird House. I was helping Mr. M deliver mail. Unfortunately, no amount of snow can stop the mail so we bundled up and left for work. It was not long before we pulled up to a set of mailbox units. I jumped out and put the mail into the respective boxes, jumped back in the warm truck and make the comment of how pretty this area was. This is when I made a fatal error. I asked, “What is up there?” He says, “Let me show you.” Mr. M is always excited to show me where he grew up. So with a kooky smile, we were off.
We have a 4×4 so trudging around in the snow is not that big of a deal unless it is 4 feet high….which is was. The area of interest was up a very steep hill and back in the forest. Little did we know that the 4 feet of snow would soon turn into 6 feet. He kept fighting with the snow trying to get further back in the forest until we ran up a snowbank and that was that. M gets out of the truck to assess the situation. We are stuck on a narrow road with a steep drop off on the passenger side…that would be my side. Before we got stuck he was attempting to turn a corner so the truck was heading away from the cliff. He tries pushing the rear of our 2 ton 4 wheel drive truck in a circle so we could drive out. And as logic would dictate, it did not work. He then tells me to get behind the wheel. He says to put it in reverse and give it gas when he says go. He then walks to the front of the truck and puts his shoulder into the grill and yells go. I yelled back, “Are you crazy? I will run over you for sure!” All I could see was me backing over the edge and taking Mr. M over with me. He practically screams at me, “JUST Punch it!” I was instantly upset. I slammed it into gear and I punched it! Thank the lord above it did not work because I put it into gear alright, but I put it in DRIVE and he was in front of the truck pushing! As soon as I realized what I did I felt like I was going to pee my pants. I could have killed him and I was not going to let that information slip my lips. I quickly put it in reverse and tried it again. By now he is looking at me with disgust and wondering how in the world we are going to get out of this situation to finish our mail route. The rest of the story is a little fuzzy but in the end we did indeed get out of the snowbank and turned around with Mr. M in one piece.
Contrary to what you may be thinking, I did not do it on purpose just to prove how right I was. Truly, I was in a daze and not thinking. Between him pushing with all he had and the icy snow, my inability to run him over , did not cost him his life… this time.