Minnesota winters are chilly. We also get a lot of snow. The white stuff is pretty and all when it gently drifts down from a starry sky. But at some point, someone has to clear the roads and sidewalks so people can safely walk and drive to their destinations. Last season, winter played us a tough round.
Depending on how far back you go in the data, it was either the wettest or second-wettest meteorological (December-January-February) winter for the Twin Cities. Records back to 1893 are considered the most reliable, and in that case this winter was No. 1. (The winter of 1880-1881 measured a whopping 9.58 inches of precipitation.)
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For the Twin Cities, our seasonal snowfall total, which includes the fall, is up to 71 inches. That’s 80 percent more than normal. In Duluth the total is up to 93.3 inches, 41 percent more than normal.
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To keep the proper perspective, 71 inches is just under six feet of snow. Had it fallen all in one go, the banks would be taller than most of the population. However, it doesn’t snow all at once. But when it snows more than a couple of inches, someone needs to get out with a shovel or a snowblower to work away at the sidewalks whole the city and state trucks clear and salt the thoroughfares.
Lots of people had a hard time keeping up. In the denser cities centers, the need for clearing is even more acute as people need to cross sidewalks to get to bus stops or depend on their neighbors to tackle the alley so they can drive into their garages. There’s a lot more shared space. The issue of snow removal reached a feverous pitch as snow removal undone causes coatings of ice. People proposed that the city should clear the sidewalks as well as the roads. That is, until the estimates were tallied up by the budget departments.
Others offered their solutions of self-reliance from sections of concrete alleyways hither and yone. A guy with a snowplow would do it, some would say. My dad used to organize the snow plow schedule, piped up another. Fast forward six months, with the winter weather easing in around windows frames and under the door sweeps, and there’s a call put out on twitter to ask about that thing called “organizing.”
Barack Obama was the first legit person I heard use the term neighborhood organizer as a job description. It’s actually quite apt for spontaneous social labor. A job needs to get done across some jointly held property or responsibility, and someone’s got to do it. The push and pull of participation and gratitude are part of the dynamic, and then there are the leaders that keep track, and, like Bill Lindeke, there are the advertizers or communicators keeping the clan informed on how to keep the tradition going, in case a break in the chain has defrayed the tacit knowledge.














































































































