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In fact, we just came in from the storm. It must be about a foot high by now. Norton couldn't run, so he was jumping from spot to spot like a rabbit, sinking in up to his neck with each landing. He was more than ready to come back in. Wind speeds are suppose to get up to 30 mph. It looks like a blizzard out there now.
A few minutes ago I called the guys on day shift and reminded them not to forget to check the equipment on the piers. After the laughter died down, they picked themselves off the floor and told me they couldn't even see the work truck under all the snow.
I hope they get home alright. That's assuming, of course, that I get in tonight alright to relieve them. I don't expect to see my workmate. He has an hour's drive on a good day, so I'll probably be holding the fort down alone.
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