The first flakes over Little Village usually show up at dusk, small and dry, drifting past the arch on 26th Street while the shops are still lit. By midnight there is enough to matter, and Jcv snow removal is out among the two-flats and brick cottages — plowing driveways, clearing the long walks to the front stairs, salting where the gangway ice always forms. West side streets sit flat and open, so the wind keeps moving snow around after it lands and the same walk can want a second visit before morning. Doing it right means somebody's grandmother reaches the corner without having to think about it. That is the measure.