I was there for it.
Oh how I remember that one. It was a Doozie.
I remember the t-shirts. “I survived the blizzard of ‘78”.
I lived on the South Shore and me and my buddies went down to the beach and watched it coming in. We could lean forward into the wind and would be standing at a 10 degree angle with the wind holding us up.
Made some money shoveling for the next couple of weeks til my arms got wore out.
My sister was coming home from work going up a hill and slid off to the side in the driveway of a nursing home and then the plows buried her Camaro. My dad went out and planted a sign saying “Buried Car” so that the plows wouldn’t hit it on subsequent clean up runs. When the weather broke, we went and dug it out. Dug an aisle for it. Dad got in the car and the sucker started right up. Would have made a good battery commercial.
That’s New England .. not Florida.