Jan 6-8, 1996

Anyone here remember this one? That was a doozy!

30 years ago today. I still remember being home on Christmas break in SE PA from culinary school and my stepmother waking me up at like 5 am and telling me to get out while I still could. Wasn’t planning on leaving until that afternoon I think and drove all the way up to Poughkeepsie/Hyde Park NY with the storm at my back. Got back to campus just as it hit New York state and then we got 42 inches of snow. My little Honda CRX was buried up to the roof! Fun times.

Yep I do. We had just moved into a new house and after barely making it home from work were snowed in for 2 days. We didn't have a 4WD at the time either. I kept the long concrete driveway plowed with the Wheel Horse garden tractor and plow but the plowed pile kept getting larger. A city plow truck saw it and drove up the driveway and pushed the whole pile out in the yard which gave me enough space keep going with another pile.

That next summer I bought a 1997 Jeep Wrangler and after that we didn't have any snow to speak of for years.

Yes, it was a big one out West as well. The only time the rural area we lived in had to hire a private guy that had one of those dept. of transportation type snowblower rigs to clear our roads. Buy the end of winter we had like 12' high snow walls and the road was narrowed to single lane traffic. I loved that winter. Have been waiting for another since then.

I remember that one. Pretty bad, but not nearly as bad as the blizzard of '78.

I lived through the blizzard of '67 in the 'burbs of Chicago. Whole damn house was buried on the west facing side.

As a kid making tunnel forts in deep snow was a must do. Until my dad found out about it and gave me a royal scolding.

I wasn't back east in '96 But was in New Jersey / High School for the Blizzard of '78.

We couldn't get out the front door- The snow drift was from the roof out front all the way across the street. We didn't go to school that week.

That was a great time! Friends and I trekked over to the golf course and horsed around for hours. Until we lost one of our friends who fell into a sand trap covered by feet of snow and he was completely buried.

I was stationed in Cape Hatteras, the sound froze and we had snow-shut down everything

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I lived through the blizzard of '67 in the 'burbs of Chicago. Whole damn house was buried on the west facing side.

As a kid making tunnel forts in deep snow was a must do. Until my dad found out about it and gave me a royal scolding.

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Yeah me too. My father had us shoveling all night and he missed work for the first time in decades. I decided to not go to a party that night and would have had a great excuse for partying for three days. Where I live now it was 75 today which is slightly above normal. We did jump off the roof into the drifts until we got caught. At times miss I the sledding and snowball fights.

I remember an ice storm in 96, maybe early 97. SE TX north of Beaumont, icicles hanging off the houses, 24-36" long

1978 Blizzard, Cincinnati. Was a senior in High School. Went to school one day the month of January.
Walked across the Ohio river and back!

Blizzard of 78 says "Hold my beer!"

42 inches? Buffalo says hold my beer.

Similar to ridewv, we just had moved into a new house (freedom from apartment life!). We were familiar with snow, but didn't expect it the way we got it.

The driveway there was relatively long. I had 4WD, and thought I was being smart by backing up to the house the night before. That was great, until the skid plate on the truck essentially packed the snow down, lifting the truck like a wedge as I got closer to the street. At one point, I got out of the truck and laughed at it ... all four wheels turning, and the truck going nowhere.

I shoveled, and shoveled, and shoveled. Stupid me, I shoveled to the west side of the driveway, not thinking about the wind that beat on us... from the west. So I got to shovel it all again.

My dog was Husky/Lab/Chow mix, and didn't give two flips about the cold, the wind, or the snow. He hung out right beside me all day while I shoveled. I shoveled out part of one of the piles, making the shape of a big ol' lounge chair in the snow. We plopped two Coronas down in the snow beside it, and had a great place to rest for a few minutes when taking a break. Those were two of the best, coldest beers I've ever had.

I was a boy on the east end of long island, my dad and I had to dig out the next door neighbor.

I remember both. I helped my dad shovel our driveway and the lawn to make room for snow.
In 96 i shoveled snow for a church. They had a snowblower that was kept in a storage room. After walking 1.5 miles to get there I discovered a 15 ft snow drift blocking the door to that room. Good thing I was young.

Blizzard of '78 I was a freshman in HS north of Boston. My buddy had a snow blower, I had a shovel. We cleared driveways 48 hours straight. I remember clamoring up to the front doors of the house and asking the home owners if they had a car in the drive way. The snow was so deep I could not tell.

I recall a snow storm in that time frame where we were not able to get resupplied, so we sold almost every single piece of meat we had in the cooler,
and the store was on limited hours,

wanna say we opened at 8 and closed at 7 or so for a couple of days, due to roads and no one coming in,


having been in management, and having a 4x4, I worked every day,

I was living in the Shenandoah Valley for college during this. We had back to back storms and 42 inches on the ground. We came together as a community and helped each other dig out at my apartment complex.

Two weeks later, a freak tropical front moved through with 70F temps and rain and melted everything. 52 cars were totaled in our complex alone and mine with; all the melt created a torrential flood with whitewater levels of flow between the buildings.

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Jan 6-8, 1996

It was Brutal, temps in the mid 40's in the morning and it only got up to the high 60's during that time in Central Florida..