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.
I remember not being able to open my front door and a giant snow wall when we did we had to dig from the steps to the front gate
I played tackle football in Columbus Park. Still remember how much fun that day was.
The wildest, honestly dumbest thing I ever did in NY was walk from the Grand Concourse and Mt Eden all the way to 187th and Bennett, going down the ramp to the Cross Bronx because it was more direct, just to see my cousins. Trains were down, no other way. Wasn’t scared of traffic because I knew everyone would be driving slow.
What’s with the marquees written on the Liberty theater in all those photos? Were they related to a movie playing at the time, or a political statement? They’re very ominous and sadly seemingly always relevant to humanity.
Because the mayor forced them to close and they were abandoned at that point.
This is a similar but different https://thomlang.wordpress.com/2013/03/11/haiku-on-42nd-street/
I was in 8th grade at IS77 and I remember we had what felt like the first snow day of our lives. The next day we trekked the usual 15 minute walk to school with bags and boots on our feet (it took us almost an hour) and had an entire day of gym because only a handful of students showed up.