In 1996, New York City was hit by one of the most severe blizzards. Twenty inches of snow fell during the storm, along with 50 mph winds and drifts as high as 8 feet. The powerful winter storm developed when cold air came from the Gulf of Mexico combined with hot air coming from Canada; it hit NYC on January 6 and lasted for 37 hours, dropping 2 inches of snow per hour on average.
Schools were closed, mail was snarled, food deliveries were delayed, and disrupted travel. Only the police, fire department, and hospital staff reported to work; residents were advised to stay home and await the passing of the storm. The storm intensified, and traffic came to a halt, leaving many people stranded mid-way to their destinations. There was high anxiety and frustration at airports, bus terminals, and rest stops along highways. The grocery stores looked as foreboding and empty as they did in post-apocalyptic films by evening. Con Edison reported a power outage in Gravesend, Brooklyn, affecting 1500 customers, though services would be restored the following night. From Washington to Boston, damages were estimated at a billion dollars, while casualties reached a hundred from Kentucky to Connecticut. People living on the streets of New York were the most affected. Even though the city made every effort to relocate the homeless safely, only 7200 beds in 39 shelters were occupied.
It’s December 19th here in rural BC and it’s raining right now…
Oil Companies have actually stolen Christmas
I was catching a flight at JFK. Our connecting flight to JFK landed 8 hours late, hit another plane during the last seconds of parking. We ended up waiting inside the plane for another hour. The funny thing is: the plane for the 2nd leg was also delayed by so much that I actually made it
Remember it well. What distinguished that storm were the drifts. In spots it looked like we got 4-6 feet
So. Much. Snow. The snow and ice was piled so high in the Susquehanna river that a bridge in Harrisburg was destroyed as it moved down stream.
I was 10 years old in mid-Michigan for this storm. We got about a foot. My sister and I made the evening news while out shoveling snow.
My mom likes to regale that story as if it were some fun quirky thing that we did as kids, instead of being told to shovel the sidewalks in the middle of a blizzard “or I’ll beat your ass”, and despite or protests that they’ll just be covered again in half an hour.