Blizzard of '78

In February of 1978 we got something like 5 feet of snow overnight. At least, in my mind at the time, it was massive. The number of days off from school, the deserted feeling of our neighborhoods, the silence, even fact that the storm had its own title - The Blizzard of '78 - fixes it more firmly in the memories of people who experienced it, especially as children. Ask any child who was growing up in Boston in 78 and they will probably tell you their memories of playing in the blizzard, the week that life as we knew it stopped.

My brother and I built a network of snow tunnels and caves in this very bank - only to see it destroyed when my brother had a tantrum and stamped in the roof. Still haven't forgiven him.