HuskStihl
Chairin'em for the sound
Nice prose!It was in the blizzard of "77" Buffalo, New York. I had spent the last 96 hours clearing streets of debris that had fallen from the trees in the storm and the snow kept coming----it was relentless. Faintly, I heard the plea of the ambulance siren carried on the intense winds drawing closer. A tree had fallen in the road only 20yards from me and the fate of that patient pressed on my conscience--- I had to get my saw.