Ostensibly in preparation for Sunday morning services, the church’s parking lot had been thoroughly plowed. After a few moments of brushing the snow off the windshield and doors, we were able to drive straight out of the parking lot without enduring even a split second of backbreaking digging.
Needless to say, my husband and older boys returned to the shul parking lot to assist our less fortunate relatives in extricating their vehicles. And of course to also share our “venahafoch hu” tale. In his typical lighthearted fashion, my husband could not resist adding his own observation: “I wish they would have cleaned our snow-covered windshield too!”
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