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.
So many cool pics, blizzards are so rare today
I remember this fucking day. I was applying for a specialized art school in Manhattan and my dad was 3 hours to pick me up. No cellphone so no way to contact! I think the trains might have been shut down otherwise I would have taken it back home. I was 14
Blizzard Larry in 1978 was pretty wild in NE Connecticut. I recall 30 inches of snow with drifts many feet tall. Good times.
Those movie tags in photos are crazy. Anyone know what was in theatres?
One of the only years I can remember where my dad shoveled snow off our roof a few times.
Remember 6′ of snow on top of the back retaining wall.
Fuck I miss good winters. Was such a big part of my childhood. Staying out late sledding. Sitting in the snow until it soaks through to your pants, not wanting to move because you’ve been dragging your GT uphill all day sledding.
Almost Christmas and it’s 8° out. Bullshit.