Like most everyone in the Fraser Valley this morning, I woke to well over a foot of snow on the road and on my cars . It wasn't a surprise as it had been predicted , but it continues to snow so with schools and the University closed and roads experiencing further snow accumulation, today would be best described as a "Snow Day".
After fielding some texts from employees who advised that they would not be able to come into work, I made arrangements to pick up one, Barb, and to head into work. As I got ready for work, I recognized that I had a significant amount of work ahead of me to dig my car out and clear it off from the snow. I do have one car with winter tires, four-wheel-drive and it's so heavy that I can hardly afford to buy gas for it. That car I call my winter car and I keep it solely for purposes like today. It seemed excited to get some attention.
When showered and dressed, I decided it was time to get moving only to discover that my wife Pam had already gone outdoors and started clearing the driveway and digging my car out. That allowed me to clear off my car and hit the road very quickly, accomplish my errands and get to work. Honestly, I remember that this is usually our pattern when there is snow. Pam usually clears the snow before I get a chance to do so. I'm not sure if it's because she thinks it is unhealthy from a cardiac perspective for me to shovel snow or she thinks I will mess it up.
Now it goes without saying that I am more than prepared to shovel snow. I am as manly as the next guy. Assuming the next guy is somewhat wussy who hates being snowy, wet, or inconvenienced.
On this past weekend our area hit phenomenally low temperatures. This past Saturday the temperature in Harrison was almost -20 and the wind was phenomenal blowing off cold Harrison Lake as well as shifting much of the beach sand into the village. It was all I could do to walk down to Muddy Waters ( less than a block) ￼which I knew was closed. It was, in fact, unbearably cold, and being in the house was much appreciated. I had huge sympathy for the homeless that day.
Sunday was equally cold, windy and miserable and another day to stay indoors to hide from the elements. When I headed back to Abbotsford and met with Pam late in the afternoon, I found out that she had been at Norrish Creek, east of Mission, flyfishing.
Flyfishing. On a cold and miserable day when I didn't even want to walk to the car. What kind of a person does this? For the last three months, she has been heading out fishing for different types of salmon and steelhead at various locations in the Fraser Valley and enjoying it immensely. I don't enjoy fishing, otherwise I would offer to go with her, but I fear that if I did, it would reduce her enjoyment significantly. I would, of course complain about the cold, the wet, and well, you get the picture.
Anyone who knows Pam knows what an amazing person she is when she takes on a pursuit. Whether it was being a skydiving instructor in the past, hiking the West Coast Trail by herself five years ago, building her sheshed in the backyard with skylight, windows, flooring, a heat pump with A/C etc following YouTube instructions and, well you get the picture. Fishing is receiving the same attention to detail.
Pam is a wonderful role model and her two daughters have every reason to believe that women can do everything that men can do or at least I thought that is the conclusion that they would reach. But apparently, after comparing their mother to me, they have grown up with the belief that women can accomplish many more things than men can.
Clearly, my daughters feel that the world is their oyster and they can accomplish anything they want. Unfortunately I fear that my sons fear they have only a life of mediocrity ahead of themselves.
Everyone should have a Pam.
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