February in Flint plays a trick on people: two mild afternoons, meltwater running down the Woodcroft slopes toward Miller Road, and then one hard clear night that turns all of it to glass. Michael's snow removal and remodeling works against exactly that — plowing drives down to the surface, shoveling the steps and walks so nothing is left standing to freeze. Snow you can drive over; a refrozen inch of Tuesday's melt is what puts people on the ground. The satisfaction is in a driveway that is simply gray again, wall to wall, before anyone has to think about it.