Yesterday I asked Mom to dig up some photos from that dastardly record-setting winter of 1997 when snowbanks as high as Granny’s trailer house covered the plains of rural South Dakota. I have recently mentioned that month-long blizzard that saw 31 days of school get canceled, but I don’t think words do it justice. Take a look for yourself!
Here we have my sister and brother posing next to Granny’s trailer house on the farm. Her house was so buried she couldn’t get out for days. We walked on top of her roof while walking across the yard!
The roads were so drifted over that new roads had to be plowed. In some cases, the new roads probably weren’t even where the old roads were because no one had any way of knowing where the road was supposed to be. And when you met someone on the road, as Mom did frequently on her mail route, you couldn’t get around each other. One of the vehicles would have to back out all the way just to let the other one pass by.
Will the supposed Great Christmas Blizzard of 2009 do this sort of damage? We’re about to find out!