Thank goodness for good neighbors. Bubba Thomas and his number one son came down from their hill (they live next place south of us) with a four-wheel drive truck and pulled my two-wheel tire-spinning Toyota out of the ditch and then when I could get no traction, pulled me all the way to the garage. Christians always help get the ox out of the ditch, and I am a big ox. Going down to the truck, I took my first fall on the ice. The snow covering the ice is tricky. It looks like it will crunch under your foot and hold up, but it is really slippery underneath. I had taken a walking stick that one of the kids had given me about 20 years ago and it helped a lot in getting up. No damage except to my pride.
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