tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819076326295937242.post1666646217881653864..comments2023-08-11T10:40:34.797-04:00Comments on Crotty 15: 1956 Thanksgiving snowstormRichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01486061857649058956noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819076326295937242.post-71034457907462050222008-04-27T19:44:00.000-04:002008-04-27T19:44:00.000-04:00I remember that storm - forgot all about it. Sure ...I remember that storm - forgot all about it. Sure brings back memories<BR/>WillieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819076326295937242.post-24181258129993218632008-04-27T14:22:00.000-04:002008-04-27T14:22:00.000-04:00I rmember looking at this storm from the 3rd floor...I rmember looking at this storm from the 3rd floor of St. Benedict's Convent on East 9th St.<BR/>It didn't affect us much.<BR/><BR/>I also remember the storm of 1944. I was 7. Audrey Adams and I built a snow fort in front of her house (which later became Anna's. We could acturally go in and out of this igloo like Eskimos.<BR/>NancyNancy Mozarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02222686027521487545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819076326295937242.post-4622078797061567572008-04-26T09:57:00.000-04:002008-04-26T09:57:00.000-04:00The snowstorm of '56...we sound like a bunch of ol...The snowstorm of '56...we sound like a bunch of old fogies talking about the good ole days!! Wait...we are!!<BR/><BR/>I remember it well...The day after Thanksgiving I was surprised to get up and find my father at home and not at work. I looked out our front door and the snow was beautiful and massive!! <BR/>Our house had about 3 steps up to the outside doors. When I looked out the windows, the snow was up to the front door and there was no sign of any activity...no snow plow activity, no car tracks, no people tracks, etc.<BR/><BR/>We went to the front door and Dad opened it. He could not open the storm door as snow was drifted against it.<BR/><BR/>Being 10 years old, I wanted to go out and play. I got dressed in my snowsuit (remember those?). Dad took the glass out of the storm door so I could climb out. He helped me out...I teetered on the top step and then fell backwards. I got up, but was unable to move in any direction. Dad helped me back through the window.<BR/><BR/>It was nice to get back in our toasty house. Mom made me some hot Ovaltine. <BR/><BR/>That day for lunch and dinner we had leftover turkey and stuffing. Thanksgiving allover again! It was good to be all warm and comfy.<BR/><BR/>I remember that the sun was shining<BR/>very brightly that dayDedehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00164822427235630790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819076326295937242.post-4792958947959427342008-04-25T21:06:00.000-04:002008-04-25T21:06:00.000-04:00You've jogged my memory, and I believe you're righ...You've jogged my memory, and I believe you're right on how Johnny got to our house.<BR/>The Durango Kid did come to my mind when I wrote the story.Richhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01486061857649058956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819076326295937242.post-50760483387125576282008-04-25T20:57:00.000-04:002008-04-25T20:57:00.000-04:00My recollection of Uncle Johnny stopping by the ho...My recollection of Uncle Johnny stopping by the house that Thanksgiving night, was that he put on his Army jacket and went out and flagged down a car, telling the driver that it was an emergency and he had to get to the National Guard Armory because of the snow emergency. The Patriotic civilian was more than happy to accommodate him. I think that the army tank part of it was just one of the Durango Kid's exaggerations, as I doubt they would have put him to use in the snow emergency. P.S. I was unaware of that portion of the snowstorm story, the use of tanks. I often wondered how he got back home that evening. And I do remember the warm fuzzy feeling of being in a warm cozy house that Thanksgiving and that school would be cancelled before we would have to go back to it.<BR/> <BR/> TomAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com