It’s days like today, with blowing snow, zero visibility, slushy streets, and the snow plows seemingly already settled down for their long-winter naps, that provide an opportunity for the best to come out in people. While many people argue Park City isn’t the same place it was 15 years ago, it’s nice to see and hear about the random acts of kindness that remind us that while somewhere between 1/3 and 2/3 of homes are owned by second home owners, people still do care.
There’s the story of the family down the street, whose snow blower broke down, but an anonymous neighbor plowed their driveway while they were at work. There’s the numerous instances of random people stopping and pushing cars that are stuck in the muck. There’s the countless people I have seen on the slopes, who stop and check on a fallen skier or bring down a pole or glove when someone has wiped out.
I guess there’s something about the vulnerability of snow that brings out the best in people. A true snow day seems to remind us that we all need help once in a while. It’s beautiful in more ways than one.