Don Kent was the preeminent Boston TV meteorologist at the time. His forecast was probably the main reason everybody went to school and work that morning. I still remember our first period math teacher gloating that the storm was going out to sea because "Don Kent said so." Which was a buzzkill for us thinking that we were going to get out of school early.
Backing that up was the fact that at 11am, the outside temperature was up to 42 degrees. Definitely not a temperature conducive to a major snow. An hour later, it dropped to 31 degrees with howling winds and we were being hurriedly herded on school buses.
I don't remember Don Kent every getting a lot of grief over that completely blown forecast. Harvey Leonard (rookie at the time) did become a legend however.
Welp, that storm was heading in the direction of going out to Sea,.....then it stalled and just stopped overhead dumping snow all the while and then, like a true Nor’easter, it turned and came back from the direction of north east and hit us again! I remember drifts of 12 feet of snow. I was north of the city and lived and worked about two miles away from each other. I walked home from work that evening along country roads. Along one stretch of roadway, aside an open field, the wind did it’s best to knock me over. As soon as I turned the corner the wind against me stopped and I realized the drifts on that stretch were 12 feet high and shielding me from the wind. It was like a sand storm, except it was bitter cold and white. Of course I was young and invulnerable back then......
“...Which was a buzzkill for us thinking that we were going to get out of school early.”