We all know we had received a lot of snow and expected some delays in snow removal. I live on Heather Lane N.W. and we hardly ever get snow removal. This has been going on for years. When we get snow removal, we have to call and request a truck.
On Tuesday, Feb. 18, it was very snowy and my son Jerry had a hard time driving on our road to get to work. Since I am retired and didn't need to leave the house, it was OK for me. However, on Wednesday, I had to leave to buy groceries. The ruts in the road were huge and treacherous.
As I was driving carefully, a school bus and our neighbor in his truck were driving the opposite direction. Carefully, I drove as much to the right of the road as possible. Phew. Made it. I was surprised to see the other end of Heather Lane fairly clean. Why? Then going through Dunstan, I noticed the roads very clean.
I came home and tried to back my car into the driveway to unload my groceries. No dice. I was stuck. I tried very hard to rock the car. No way. So here I sat crossways in the road. I hoped someone would be driving down the street, but no luck. I also hoped that no one would come around the curve and broadside me. Scared out of my wits, my neighbor helped me get my car into the garage.
I called the Operations Department. What a waste of time. The first time I called I was assured the truck would be coming momentarily. I told them I had a doctor appointment and needed to go out. I was afraid of getting stuck again. I asked how soon "momentarily" was. Within, I think they said, a half hour. In the meantime, I baked bread which took 40 minutes. You guessed correctly, no truck.
I called again and I think this time it was they would come in 15 minutes. OK, I put away laundry and did some odds and ends. No truck.
Then I called and by this time I was screaming into the phone. I needed to keep my doctors' appointment. ''Ma'am, they are coming." I asked when? "They are on their way."
OK, I did more stuff. I called again and was told they were eating lunch. "Lunch?" I screamed into the phone. "Where was the truck I was promised about an hour ago?"
The truck came at 12:15. It made one pass down the street. Pushed all the heavy icy snow right at the end of my driveway. Fine. I got my coat on and hoped I could get over the glacier that was at the bottom of the drive. Yes, I did, and was on my way.
I want to know why the snowplowing on Heather doesn't get done. I need answers from the mayor that make sense.