January 1982. Some family friends were on the 14th St bridge headed back to Arlington.
I had just gotten to the DC side of the 14th street bridge when the plane hit on the Virginia side. As I was sitting in the car headed in to DC and you could make out the glow of overhead streetlights but you couldn’t actually see them through the snow and overcast.
Half an hour later a train on the Blue/Orange line derailed and metro into Virginia stopped running. Route 50 was heavily iced over and barely moving.