I'm a Midwest girl. Cold weather is in my DNA. Born in St. Louis, I graduated college in Boston. The following year, I purchased my first car in 1982. Gas at the pump was .25 cents a gallon. Boy, I'm aging myself, but in January 1982, I remember the 13.9 inches of snow that fell in 24 hours. It paralyzed the city. Nothing could move, and all I thought about was getting Crystal home That's what I named my first car, even my friends remember Crystal.
It nearly happened again one week into the new year. Parts of St. Louis endured anywhere from 8.5 inches to more than 14 inches of snow. We experienced thundersnow, a rare phenomenon (an indicator that heavy snow was coming), and then God added sleet to the mix.
We were in trouble. Public buses were getting stuck along with trash trucks and other heavy equipment.
I love to admire snow but not drive in it and to help neighbors dig out. I love it.
Snow piles were everywhere when we were hit with single-digit temperatures and below-zero wind chills. Why do I feel like a meteorologist? But seriously, I didn't expect 13 inches of snow to be dumped in New Orleans. Other states experienced winter weather; some parts of Florida received 10 inches. Yikes. At least St. Louis has snow plows and road treatment. My husband even purchased a snow blower to prepare for the next snow, which probably won't happen now.
Stay safe wherever you live, and let's compare notes on our weather in February.
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