This story happened when I was younger. It is one of those stories that is told by one of your parents and you hear it so often, you know it like the back of your hand. When I was between the ages of 2-4, my dad worked out in the western part of the United States. To this day, I have no idea what his job was.
One afternoon, he was driving down one of the interstates in Montana and was starting to feel himself doze off. He decided that he would pull off the side of the interstate and take a little nap to "refresh" himself. He left his truck running to stay warm and he set his alarm clock to allow himself 4 hours to nap.
He was sleeping soundly, when all of a sudden someone started shaking him. He then heard his uncle tell him to wake up, it was time to be leaving. When he finally snapped out of it, he realized that it was his Uncle Roy's voice that had woken him up. Uncle Roy had died about a year before this incident. He woke up to find that after he had fallen asleep, it had started to snow. His clocked had not gone off and he had been asleep for about 4 1/2 hours.
It had snowed deep enough to block the tail pipe and the fumes were starting to come in through the air vents. He rolled his window down to let some of the fumes out and thanked Uncle Roy for waking him up.
That has been almost 30 years ago, he can relay this story to you just like it happened yesterday. He also will tell you that if it were not for Uncle Roy, he wouldn't be alive today.
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