SnowPlowMyDrive

About SnowPlowMyDrive

A driveway is a small thing right up until there are eight inches sitting on it and somewhere to be at seven. SnowPlowMyDrive exists for that exact stretch of night in Galesburg — two in the morning, snow still coming, headlights full of it, one drive done and the next one three streets over. The work is plain and it is specific: the lane scraped to pavement, the apron cut back so the county plow's ridge doesn't seal anyone in, the walk to the door opened wide enough for arms full of groceries. Salt goes down where the shade keeps ice honest all day. Nothing about it is complicated, and everything about it decides how a Galesburg morning goes.