St. Francis SnoAngels

About St. Francis SnoAngels

At the northern edge of Maine, where the Saint Francis River meets the Saint John and the far bank belongs to Canada, winter is not a visitor but a resident. St. Francis SnoAngels plows and clears snow in this small town, freeing up driveways so neighbors can get to work, to church and to the store. The cold here is dry and deep, and the snow squeaks underfoot for days once the storm has gone. Under a February moon a plowed-out drive glows faintly blue, its banks shaped neat on both sides, and the angels in the name start to make sense. It is work that counts in a place that knows exactly what an open road is worth.