I was 12 and we had just made it home from picking up groceries. My mom owned the sears catalog store and closed it early to prepare for the storm. Went to bed with about 6"on the ground and awoke to the sound of silence. We lived close to the main road in the little town I grew up in and it was always moderately busy. My school as just across the main highway also. No traffic no nothing. We had 18" on the ground and 18" in the air. By the time it was all done we ended up with 26" nothing moved or was dug out for the first 2 days. The third day the winds settled and they started. Took another 2 to get most of town open and a few more for rural roads. I remember going for a drive around town and evey thing was like a tunnel to get into. Snow piles 20' tall around parking lots, doorways, roadsides and sidewalks. As a kid it was awesome. We had no school for a week. It was a time to remember.
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