One great thing about living in Cascade is that people really do pitch out and give you a hand, even if you don't ask for it or don't even really need it.
For example, one of my co-workers (the same one who was mad for quite a while that I was moving away, but seems to be over it) knows that Matt has been sick with a sinus infection since we got back from Wisconsin. We were up making a pot of coffee this morning when we heard a four-wheeler in the drive way. Here was my friend, out plowing the 8 inches of snow we'd got since yesterday evening.
We had him come in for coffee and muffins when he was done, and he said that one of the city snow-plow guys stopped and cleared out the bottom of our driveway and cleaned up all the mess the state snow-plow leaves when it plows the highway past our house.
Small towns can be awfully nice sometimes.