Eskie, thanks so much for your kind comments. It is hard to let go and accept what feels unjust, or accept what is outside my control. It was amazing how it unfolded last night. I kept getting told, "Watch for the plow driver, and get his license #. I saw someone plowing for the house next to the offending neighbor (Carl) and I approached and asked if he also plowed next door. He told me, "No. I own this home. But I saw the plow driver for Carl push the snow onto your property and I called the police. They said you need to file a complaint". I would never have known this. As previously said, the police never logged my complaint, ( ), and only found the file under the nice neighbor's name.

I must admit to a very small act of vindictiveness, or maybe it was a "closing ceremony". This morning, I was on top of the mound of snow that was dumped, shovelling off enough so that I could see oncoming traffic from the bottom of my driveway. One single garden shovel full of snow somehow crossed the street and was deposited in Carl's driveway.