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route22ny:
Today is the 43rd anniversary of the Blizzard of ‘77 in Buffalo, New York.
Photo from the Buffalo News
the best part of this blizzard is that the radar said the skies were clear. and they were.
all that snow? it had already fallen. it was sitting on top of frozen lake erie. the wind picked it up and dropped it onto buffalo out of perfectly clear skies. everyone was like what the fuck. we don’t get snow like that here, or if we do, it’s lake effect, and you don’t get lake effect when the lake is frozen.
it was an absolute freak event that made no sense.
i wasn’t born yet, and neither was Dude, but his older sister was a baby. his family crawled out their upstairs window and put her in a toboggan and hiked a tenth of a mile to the town of Tonawanda, which had plowed the roads. their friends picked them up and they went out to dinner.
people died, it was awful, but it’s become enshrined in local mythology, among a pantheon of other freakish storms. I moved here in time to have experienced the October Storm of ‘06. I was partly saved from the worst aftereffects of that one because, yeah, Town of Tonawanda plowed the roads out literally five days before the City of Buffalo got around to it. Again.
route22ny:
Today is the 43rd anniversary of the Blizzard of ‘77 in Buffalo, New York.
Photo from the Buffalo News
the best part of this blizzard is that the radar said the skies were clear. and they were.
all that snow? it had already fallen. it was sitting on top of frozen lake erie. the wind picked it up and dropped it onto buffalo out of perfectly clear skies. everyone was like what the fuck. we don’t get snow like that here, or if we do, it’s lake effect, and you don’t get lake effect when the lake is frozen.
it was an absolute freak event that made no sense.
i wasn’t born yet, and neither was Dude, but his older sister was a baby. his family crawled out their upstairs window and put her in a toboggan and hiked a tenth of a mile to the town of Tonawanda, which had plowed the roads. their friends picked them up and they went out to dinner.
people died, it was awful, but it’s become enshrined in local mythology, among a pantheon of other freakish storms. I moved here in time to have experienced the October Storm of ‘06. I was partly saved from the worst aftereffects of that one because, yeah, Town of Tonawanda plowed the roads out literally five days before the City of Buffalo got around to it. Again.
