Your Views: Chopping ice in spring seems a tad obsessive
Sometimes I wonder why people do what we do. Take, for example, the first 50-degree day after a harsh winter.
I witness people whom I consider obsessed ice choppers. You know the people I’m talking about. There’s one or more in virtually every neighborhood. They emerge from garages with a tool whose sole purpose is to chisel through ice. These people have one goal in mind—to clear every bit of ice from the ends of their driveways. I watch in disbelief.
They’re as focused as laser beams and won’t give up until the ice is cleared and usually chucked into streets. They’re passionate, and maybe the task is liberating to them, but to me it seems like a waste of time and energy. After all, that ice will melt given time and a few more warm days.
So when, to my utter despair, my wife trotted to the end of the driveway with a shovel on that first warm day and started chopping, I was shocked. She was one of them. She toiled for some 15 minutes while my son and I played our first game of catch since last fall. She finally tired and asked for help, but I stood firm and refused, not because I’m cruel but because I knew the sun and spring temperatures would finish the job in days to come.
Maybe they’re just anxious to speed along what nature will take care of. To me, it seems a little crazy.