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.
Times Square still had a certain type of theatre in 1996! What made that storm so memorable was not just the snow, but the temps It was in the teens most of the storm and so windy!
Picture #86 is from Philadelphia showing dump trucks unloading snow into the Schuylkill River at 30th and Market Streets.
They had to stop after awhile because the snow pile got big enough to be higher than the bridge deck.
I vaguely remember this storm. I remember no school and just a lot of fun. There was another storm a couple years later (unless it’s this one but I could have swore it was 99) where the sidewalk was like a tunnel to a kid and we were climbing on the “wall” of snow on the edge and walking on that
My brothers and I shoveled all the snow to one side of the yard and built a giant cave, ran electricity into it so we had light and music. Spent the better part of the week in that thing.
I remember 1993 being worse. The water main in my area broke and we were shoveling snow into bathtubs so we could use it to flush toilets. Good times.