37 Years Between Historic Blizzards

We’re supposed to get a blizzard of “historic proportions” starting tomorrow. I was a sophomore at Providence College when, not even two months after a tragic dorm fire that eventually claimed the lives of ten young women, the Blizzard of ’78 hit us hard. Two and a half feet of snow stopped traffic, stranded hundreds, and made for an extra, unexpected vacation for us.

But I’m not 20 years old anymore, and now I think about what we have on hand for an emergency: batteries, candles, food that doesn’t need to be cooked. An elderly father-in-law, a sister living alone. Weather like this can be treacherous! So be safe and stay home if possible. Read a book. Drink wine and tea. Eat chocolate. Play a game with your kids (or, as I’m learning is more the case with my peers, grandkids). Make love. Then eat again!


2 thoughts on “37 Years Between Historic Blizzards

  1. a double layer of knickers, I reckon. Keep warm and be safe, dearest Martha. We’ve had snow this week here in the south of Spain but nothing to compare with the blizzard that you are expecting. Big Hugs xxxxxxxx


  2. Martha, I remember the blizzard of ’78 (though I was a college senior, not a sophomore). That was a wicked storm… but it sounds like the one headed your way has the capability to do equally severe damage. Stay warm, stay same. Prayers for all of you from the frozen tundra of N. Michigan, where we have snow but are not currently under any storm watches or warnings.


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