My dad used to plow the snow off the school yard during the winter with an old odd looking pickup truck. I wish I knew what it was now, but I can’t remember. It had a flat nose, like a VW bus. We would love to sit in the bed of that truck as he pushed snow around. The really fun part was when he hit the snow bank hard and fast, in an attempt to push the snow higher and make as much room as possible in the school yard. When he came to an abrupt stop, all us kids would go sliding up the bed, into the front of it, rolling atop each other. I’ll always remember seeing him look back at us through the rear window, laughing so hard… Today child protective services would have him arrested for that, I’m sure! It was great fun!