Snow and why I don't like it!

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Revised Wednesday, October 30, 2013


Wednesday, August 24, 2011

 

 

The majority of these pictures were taken in March of 1971.

We were in the US Air Force stationed at Griffiss AFB in Rome, NY from August 1969 thru Jun 1971.

 

 

 

This was a typical winter day on the road.

Intersections were a challenge for everyone! You couldn't see over the snow!

 

 

Not out of the ordinary for Rome. At least they plow the streets.

 

 

They called these "flurries"

 

 

A typical bad morning.

 

 


The remaining shots were all taken the same day in March 1971.

On this particular day, Jeanette was supposed to catch a plane in Syracuse for home in Ky to

surprise her father at his retirement party the next day. Needless to say there was a delay.

With lots of help from neighbors, we were able to free the cars and

get out of the subdivision about 8 hours later.

This winter we had 15 feet of snow.

(Michelle was born November 5, 1971, do the math!)

 

 

My thought was to drive the Pontiac to Syracuse. Bad idea! Rear wheel drive!

I'm up at 5:00 to shovel and make the 1:00 flight. Normally a 1 hour drive.

(Note the car in the garage!)

 

 

Almost got the car free. NOT!

 

 

The car is free and clean. After thinking about it, a front wheel drive car would be better don't you think?

So, I got to work clearing the whole drive to get the Renault  free.

(Ice cycles are a problem if you aren't careful.)

 

 

This isn't our house, but look at the blowing snow on their car!

 

This is the street. Snow mobiles have been using the left side, but the right is still covered.

The now plows didn't make it for two days!

 

 

Help arrives. I was knocking down the snow so he could use the blower.

After clearing the drive and swapping cars, I went in for breakfast.

 

 

The "after" breakfast view. I got the cars swapped, but the blowing snow buried them both.

All you can see of the Pontiac is a portion of the rear bumper at the bottom of the picture.

 

 

The snow was too deep to shovel it all at once; you had to take it in slabs.

 

 

Everyone was digging out.

 

 

Jeanette is in our back yard. The posts in the background are 3' high.

 

 

See Puff? Our Toy Poodle was lost in all this.

 

 

Across the street.

 

 

View toward the street. The picket fence is 3' above ground.

In places the snow was heavy enough to break the boards.