Dig Out “Finally, some blue sky�, he thought. It seemed like it had been weeks since he had seen the sun. So much snow had fallen, and now with the clear weather, it was his chance to dig out and make it home. When he first arrived on the mountain, he knew there was going to be some snow, but he was not expecting feet of snow. His truck lied there buried and all he had to dig out with was a small shovel that he carried on his backpack. None-the-less, it was all he had. He started to dig. A little bit at a time, and in a slow rhythm to avoid getting too tired, too fast. As he was digging, his mind would occasionally wander to the
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