On Wednesday, July 13, 1977, a series of lightning struck on the power lines and infrastructure led to a cascade of shutdowns, power failures, and overloads. The entire Con Edison system powering New York City shut down completely. Traffic lights went dark, elevators stalled, subways ground to halt. The Mets-Cubs game at Shea stadium ended in the bottom of the sixth inning.
No sooner had the power gone out than the looting and arson began. Over a thousand fires were reported, and more than 1,600 stores damaged or ransacked. In just 24 hours, more than $300 million of the property had been damaged. Looters grabbed whatever they could get their hands on, such as vehicles, furniture, food, clothes, and several other things. The sweltering streets became a battleground where several people were mugging even the looters. Power was slowly restored over the next day, with the entire city online by 10:39 p.m. The city was left without power for 25 hours. The police arrested over 3,700 people involved in looting and damaging properties.
The chaos was a marked contrast to the “can-do” attitude of New Yorkers in the previous great blackout of 1965. Despite the prevalent mood of panic, many did spring into action, helping neighbors in need, directing traffic, and trying to keep the peace.
The following photos show what happened during and after the blackout of 1977.
I think we got 60” snow. No power but we had wood stove. Unfortunately well water. Melted snow on wood stove to wash and flush toilets
One of my favorite years with plenty of ice skating and even on the Ohio River and most IN state lake parks. Dad even made our backyard into an ice rink.
I loved it .we went to school 6 days the entire month. Ohio river frozen solid. They used dynamite to break up the ice jams.our entire backyard became tunnel city. They were everywhere.
was a teen in Michigan. What a wild week that was. shopping by snowmobile, rides to work on snowmobiles. Stuck in the house with 3 younger siblings.
I remember the blackout of summer 2003
So do I, I think it was on a Thursday. My dad has my brothers and I for the day and we were watching “S.W.A.T.” At destinta in New Windsor. All of a sudden the lights got fucky and the projector went down. We had to go.
My dad dropped us back off at home and the only thing that was kinda working was a ceiling fan that was too big for my room when it was installed. It made this literal “woo woo” sound. It was funny.
I had just come back from skating, and my mom told me that everything was out. We set up a grill by our garage and started a small cookout. It was a glorious summer evening just shooting the shit with my family.
It was a fun night. My friend bob got dropped off by his mom and we walked to my friend Sean’s place and rode bikes and waited for the power to come back on.