The D.C. Metro area (MD, DC, and Northern VA) is a land of transients and transplants. People don’t always know their neighbors. A real sense of community can be hard to come by.
But now and then, D.C. can surprise you.
We had a blizzard this week. People laugh at us mid-Atlantic residents when the region loses its mind over two inches of snow. I get it. But this time….over 24 inches in 36 hours fell.
We all stayed home. The hockey game was cancelled (sob!). The city ground to a halt.
How bad is it on small streets?
Well, yesterday a firetruck (with chains on) couldn’t make it around the corner at the bottom of our hill. And the heavy duty vehicle that came to rescue it got stuck too.
And then something happened…..
The neighbors emerged to help dig out the firetruck.
And that wasn’t the only evidence of this region of transplants and transients coming to help their neighbors.
My family and the family across the street took turns shoveling the walk and driveway of an older neighbor who uses a cane. And then the guys in the group house came with their shovels and took over.
And on another street not far away, a group of volunteers made short work of the hilly driveway and long sidewalk of a recently widowed neighbor.
I like raising my kids in a place where people help those in need.
(Even if it is Day 4 and no sight of a plow…..)