The thing people forget about the Blizzard of 1978 is how quiet it was.
The Winter the Street Disappeared |
In 1978 the snow came over the parked cars and stayed there for days, and for one week every kid on the block lived in a tunnel we dug ourselves. |
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News for the America we remember |
The thing people forget about the Blizzard of 1978 is how quiet it was. |
I was a teenager. I woke up and the light in my bedroom was wrong, too white and coming from the wrong angle, and there was no sound at all. No plows. No traffic on the road. Not a dog. My father was standing at the front window in his undershirt with a cup of coffee, not saying anything, which is how you knew it was serious. The front door opened about eight inches and then hit a wall of snow. |
We went out the back, up over the drift on the porch steps, and stood in what used to be the yard. You could not tell where the yard ended and the street began. The cars along the curb were shapes under white. The drifts on the north side of every house went up past the first-floor windows. In some places you could walk from a snowbank straight onto a garage roof, and we did, and our mothers yelled from kitchens they could not get out of yet. |
Radio was how you found out anything. My mother kept the kitchen set on all day. School closed, and then school closed again, and then the announcer stopped listing the schools and just said everything was closed. Men who barely nodded at each other in July were out in the street together by ten in the morning with shovels and one snowblower among the whole block, working car to car, house to house. But for those of us who were young, it was the best week of our lives, and I am not going to pretend otherwise. Because when the plows finally did come through, they threw everything up onto the curb, and what they built was a mountain range down both sides of every street in that neighborhood. Not one fort. A complex. That is the honest word. We started at the corner and worked toward each other from both ends with coal shovels and a garden trowel and somebody's mother's roasting pan, and by the second day you could crawl from the hydrant all the way past the |
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