John Williams, "The Battle In the Snow" from Star Wars: Episode V—The Empire Strikes Back (The Last Angry Shovel Jockey)
Commentary: In reply to the jolly photograph above, I absolutely will not stop praying for snow, for sacred Michigan to continue feeling the full force of winter's fury. Today is the fifth out of the last eight days on which I've shoveled Wilson Field, my parents' driveway. At this point, the snow is piled up so high that storage is becoming a problem. Yes, there is lots of yard that has no more snow piled upon than has fallen from the skies, but around the perimeter of Wilson Field, things are getting dire. I'm having to expend extra time & effort to disperse the snow farther afield, an effort that is not at all aided by the indiscriminate "help" of the municipal snowplows. (I do not deny that plowing aids motoring, but I also refuse to deny that it imposes additional work on homeowners.) The mailbox is almost buried & the snow is piled up high behind it. On the opposite side of the concrete, the pile is high that the mailbox is tall. It's wonderful—if only it doesn't all melt within the next few days, which I would find extraordinarily irksome.
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