They're looking for November, 1978 babies, because, of course, the only reason Bostonians had sex in February, 1978 was to pass the time while trapped by 20-foot-high snowdrifts that kept them in their houses until the spring thaw in June.
Hmm, you could make a movie out of it. If only those damn New Yorkers hadn't done it first.
I understand that a lot of people who are not from here don't care about the blizzard of '78 because they didn't live through it (my wife grew up in CA and rolls her eyes whenever it's mentioned), but for those of us who did experience it, we'll never forget it.
I grew up in RI and was 14 when it happened. We were out of school for a week, which was unprecedented. My street did not get plowed until three days after the blizzard was over. My father was on the police dept. at the time and had to work double shifts for the whole week; the cops were paired up with National Guard troops in the Guard's big four-wheel-drive trucks. My mother had been in the hospital and was due to come home on the 6th, the day the blizzard began; she ended up being stuck there for four or five days.
I love the ones where the snow ends at the tide line on Revere Beach. You can see some of the shorline damage in those, with tattered signs and such.
I have to giggle at the "standard blizzard photoset" that almost everyone seems to have. These standard entries may include:
small child(ren) next to enormous snow pile
snomobile on the road way
skiiers on the roadway
temporary second floor egress (from window or porch)
dog going out second floor window
kids pulling sleds with groceries
obstructed window view
submerged car roof viewed from top of enormous snow pile
I arrived in '84, so I missed all of the fun. The few storms that stick out in my memory are the one right before Tip O'Neill died (and they had to remove all the snow from North Cambridge), The April Fool Storm (closest in intensity and shock value to '78), Dec. 8 2003 or so, and that January storm a couple of years ago (pics of snow most of the way up rear patio windows)
I lived just across the border in New Hampshire (and still do, just a couple of miles further north). Our reaction was to shrug and live with it, being annoyed that the border was closed. Governor Dukakis's reaction was to shut down the state for three days (one was inevitable, two perhaps hard to avoid) to milk the blizzard for as much federal money as possible.
I've heard them too many times. My MIL and husband going on about how "the governor was on TV wearing a sweater/sweatshirt" and that meant it must be bad.
(yet another eye roll)
Hey, I grew up in Oregon. Governors are supposed to wear sweaters in the winter! If either of the first couple of governors during my childhood had worn a suit in public, we would know that somebody important had been assassinated and/or end times were nigh.
The Blizzard of '78 wasn't the Depression, Omaha Beach, or the Tet Offensive - it was a freaking snow storm. Either enter therapy or get over it. All of this talk about the Blizzard has my ears bleeding already.
30 Years!
Mary Richardson hasnt changed a bit!
I voted once in this poll
but your page still displays the radio buttons, which would allow me to vote again.
Resist the temptation!
We wouldn't want this rigorously scientific, 18 months in the making poll to become inaccurate!
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I can't wait...
...to see whose memoirs Mike Barnacle will plagiarize for his piece.
Coincidence, or...?
Nine months from now I'll be 30 years old!
lol, you're my age then, :)
lol, you're my age then, :) had a few blizzard babies in my class in high school!
Blizzard Boomers
I bet there was a lot of baby making that week!
You better e-mail the Globe
They're looking for November, 1978 babies, because, of course, the only reason Bostonians had sex in February, 1978 was to pass the time while trapped by 20-foot-high snowdrifts that kept them in their houses until the spring thaw in June.
Hmm, you could make a movie out of it. If only those damn New Yorkers hadn't done it first.
Blizzard
I understand that a lot of people who are not from here don't care about the blizzard of '78 because they didn't live through it (my wife grew up in CA and rolls her eyes whenever it's mentioned), but for those of us who did experience it, we'll never forget it.
I grew up in RI and was 14 when it happened. We were out of school for a week, which was unprecedented. My street did not get plowed until three days after the blizzard was over. My father was on the police dept. at the time and had to work double shifts for the whole week; the cops were paired up with National Guard troops in the Guard's big four-wheel-drive trucks. My mother had been in the hospital and was due to come home on the 6th, the day the blizzard began; she ended up being stuck there for four or five days.
Ah, yes, the eyeroll
Yeah, I get that whenever the subject comes up, too (I was here, she wasn't). Endless source of friction in the marriage, lemme tell ya.
It's one of those things
It's one of those things that you sorta had to be there. I was. In Scituate, no less.
Pics from the blizzard
Well, in case anyone even cares anymore, here are some family pics from after the blizzard that I scanned.
Nice Photos
I love the ones where the snow ends at the tide line on Revere Beach. You can see some of the shorline damage in those, with tattered signs and such.
I have to giggle at the "standard blizzard photoset" that almost everyone seems to have. These standard entries may include:
small child(ren) next to enormous snow pile
snomobile on the road way
skiiers on the roadway
temporary second floor egress (from window or porch)
dog going out second floor window
kids pulling sleds with groceries
obstructed window view
submerged car roof viewed from top of enormous snow pile
I arrived in '84, so I missed all of the fun. The few storms that stick out in my memory are the one right before Tip O'Neill died (and they had to remove all the snow from North Cambridge), The April Fool Storm (closest in intensity and shock value to '78), Dec. 8 2003 or so, and that January storm a couple of years ago (pics of snow most of the way up rear patio windows)
The Dukakis blizzard
I lived just across the border in New Hampshire (and still do, just a couple of miles further north). Our reaction was to shrug and live with it, being annoyed that the border was closed. Governor Dukakis's reaction was to shut down the state for three days (one was inevitable, two perhaps hard to avoid) to milk the blizzard for as much federal money as possible.
Sweater Stories
I've heard them too many times. My MIL and husband going on about how "the governor was on TV wearing a sweater/sweatshirt" and that meant it must be bad.
(yet another eye roll)
Hey, I grew up in Oregon. Governors are supposed to wear sweaters in the winter! If either of the first couple of governors during my childhood had worn a suit in public, we would know that somebody important had been assassinated and/or end times were nigh.
The difference
Is that with the sweater on, Dukakis did a fair impersonation of Mr. Rogers.
I've always thought that he
I've always thought that he seemed to be an inhabitant of The Neighborhood of Make Believe.
A young'un snorts
Pahkcah02 has had enough:
It wasnt the snow!
It was the atmosphere.Ive never experienced it before or since.Nuclear winter.