I was reminded today of the Great Blizzard of 1978. It was a devastating Storm of the Century, but I remember it fondly — and, I suspect, other Ohio State students of that era do as well.
The Great Blizzard struck on January 26 and 27, 1978. It blanketed Ohio with huge amounts of snow, followed by fierce winds and enormous drifts. Fifty-one people died during the storm. Traffic was paralyzed. The National Guard was called out. Businesses closed down, and people were stranded for days.
None of that mattered one bit to me. I was a student at Ohio State University, and what I recall is that the Great Blizzard resulted in the ultimate of “snow days” for all OSU students. The storm hit on a Thursday, and classes were promptly canceled for Thursday and Friday. A four-day weekend, with no new assignments, at the start of a quarter! We bundled up, bought all the beer and chips and snacks from all of the convenience stores in the campus area that were open, and settled down for a very long party. There were colossal snowball fights just about everywhere. People in my apartment complex who barely knew each other hung out listening to music, drinking whatever there was to drink, and then moving to another apartment for more.
When OSU finally opened again, and we trudged across the snowbound campus, I remember one of my friends saying he was glad that school was back in session because his liver needed a rest.