Sort of.

The wait for final word is over; the contract in San Francisco will start Monday.

To celebrate, I plowed the door yard at the ambulance place.  One of the benefits of the job is that they have taught me to run a plow truck.  I have  several years of experience plowing with a drag-behind blade on a tractor (first the ’48 Farm-All that belonged to the Connecticut rental, then our own ’56 John Deere), but had never had the opportunity to plow with a truck.  The deputy chief at my volunteer department had offered to take me plowing before but the opportunity had never presented itself.

Plowing with a truck is a breeze compared to using a tractor.

Last night I went over to my paid department and scanned a bunch of old pictures.  I will post some of them presently.