SnowproX

About SnowproX

Storms reach Wayland from the west, up the Post Road, and the town falls silent a full hour before the plows do. SnowproX runs those hours: driveways opened, walks and steps shoveled down to the surface, sand and salt on the north side of a house where sun never quite arrives. A good night has an order to it, the early clear, the mid-storm pass so nothing sets up hard, then the final scrape that squares the apron off at the street. By the time the sky lightens over the fields, an open drive is the whole difference between a normal Tuesday and a lost one. That is the entire job, and it is a good one.