My folks recently came home from their two-year mission in Europe. They flew into Denver and were only expecting my brother, Owen, to pick them up. But I thought it would be fun to surprise them so Gavin and I drove up to the airport. They were happy to see us, especially Gavin holding his cute sign. They arrived around 9:30pm and then we had to drive to Cheyenne, WY.
As we left the airport the weather turned bad--first to rain and then to a blizzard. A drive that typically takes less than two hours took three hours. We averaged about 30 mph. We got stuck on the off-ramp in Cheyenne. It was too steep and we couldn't get any traction. By this time it was 12:30am. Getting stuck made a big impression on Gavin because he likes to tell everyone we got stuck in the snow. Thankfully a snowplow came along. The driver put sand around our tires and then plowed the ramp for us. One good thing did come of the blizzard. My dad got to do his favorite hobby--shoveling snow off the driveway. By the morning there was a good foot of snow on the ground.
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