Finally, we’re into May. We’ve had some nice warm days. We’re all done with cold and snow until, probably, December. That’s what we thought in 1977 too, but we were oh so, wrong, wrong wrong.
In 1977, I was a senior in high school and on the morning of May 10th, I awoke to the most surprising sight - snow.
We had our last snow day of the year. Unlike most snow days, having one in May is not really welcome. In May, you’re looking forward to nice warm weather. It was time to open up the town beaches, tennis courts and little league diamonds, not shovel.
And, like every family in the region, my family had already put away all the boots, gloves, heavy winter coats and, of course, the snow shovels. But, there it was - six-plus inches of snow and, in some places, people were dealing with a foot or more.
That was 37 years ago tomorrow. Can you imagine?
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