After just moving onto Hickory Street in March 1976, there I was - a struggling, under clothed, Sun Belt man - trying to dig out of a huge snowstorm with a metal shovel. This guy in a snow mobile suit appeared across the street with his snow blower going full blast and finished his driveway really quick. He noticed this obvious lost soul and took pity on me. He slipped across the street and took care of me and my drive way the rest of the way. He then told me if I had room to store it in my garage, I would be doing him a big favor. We became instantly lifelong friends. – Tim Willis