Was anybody here living on the East Coast for the Blizzard of '78?
OK.. here is my story about the blizzard of 1977... I was a high school senior visiting a NY state university at Geneseo... upstate NY... about a half hour south of Rochester. I was driving alone, and following a friend who was driving a VW bug. The snow got so bad there were several times when I had to roll down my window just to see where I was, and many times I was on the wrong side of the road! Everyone had their emergency lights flashing, but I eventually lost sight of my friend and had to pull over. Soon, a car hit me from behind and pushed my car off the road. The lady that hit me lost her defrosters, but we eventually bummed a ride with a snow plow driver back to a tiny town called Holcomb NY, which doesn't even exist anymore. It took me 2 hours to get thru to my parents because the phones were so clogged, but they told me to call and get a room somewhere, and alert the gas station across the street to go tow my car. I got a room in town, but the gas station said that I was way down on the list but they would get to my car eventually. So I started walking up the hill towards the motel... it was about 2 miles away, but it was so cold I popped into a small grocery store to warm up. I eventually started walking up the hill again, when a station wagon with 3 ladies pulled up and asked me "what the hell are you doing out walking? I told them I was going to my motel, and they offered to give me a ride because they knew they needed to find shelter also.
We got to the reception area of this tiny motel, and there were several people already inside. I already had a room reserved, but there were no other rooms available, so the 3 ladies said "well, it looks like we are staying with you". (Gasp!). A family with 2 or 3 kids were also in that lobby and were also told there were no rooms available..., but the wife/mother started screaming hysterically and saying "I won't go back out there again"!! So a truck driver, who was also in the lobby, said he'd give up his room to the family, if he could stay with me and the 3 ladies. WTF!
Well, do you know how big a motel room is? It had 2 twin beds and that was about it. I was laying on the floor between the beds, 3 ladies in 1 bed and the truck driver in the other. The movie Roots was playing on TV. At one point the truck driver said he was cold, and one of the ladies said "I'll go sleep with him". Fuck me, was all I could think. Eventually, however, I fell asleep (thank God).
The next morning they were the first ones to leave and then my Dad popped in. I remember because I had to hide my cigarette from him after I opened the door -lol! We went down to the gas station to get my car but they had no idea where it was, and told me to go look across the street in a lot to see if it was there. We found it eventually and after a while they got it running, and then we drove home.
Quite an adventure for a 17-year old kid. Today, I actually live quite close to that area, but am getting ready to retire soon and am growing tired of the snow, wind, and dark days ahead. It can be very inconvenient.. coats, boots, driving, etc. The snow is beautiful at times, especially around Christmas, but January and February are pretty shitty. March is a welcome time but it seems to take forever for the warmer weather to get here.
Cheers all, and thanks for listening.