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A Christmas Wedding — No Shotguns!
How much split wood can you fit into the back of a Subaru wagon? One-third of a cord, if you leave the hatch door up.
[This is “Country” number 6!]
After all, we’d come to the mountains of Vermont with “gear” acquired in the (somewhat smaller) hills of New Jersey. And in 1978, in New Jersey, we’d traded our four-door sedan (R’s mother’s idea of what a growing family should have) for a Subaru. R’s best friend P, a knowledgeable mechanic, veteran, and reader of car design news, assured us the Subaru had the best four-wheel-drive vehicle for people like us. It turned out to also be useful hauling purchased wood in expectation of our first Vermont winter.
So when the first big snowfall arrived — more than two feet, and lovely — first we went out to play in it with Baby Boy. Then we took turns: Either R or I sat inside playing on the rug with the little guy, and the other person shoveled. And shoveled. Two long driveways, and it turned out that a two-foot snowfall bunches up in spots, with wind-packed three-foot-deep sections.
By late afternoon, we had one driveway completely clear and the other about half done. Baby Boy settled for a nap. R…
