I will never forget that night and next morning listening to transformers exploding and trees crashing to the ground on the bluff above our house.
How damn old are you?I will never forget that night and next morning listening to transformers exploding and trees crashing to the ground on the bluff above our house.
Power went out and luckily we had gas logs so my dad hung up blankets on all the doorways in our living room and we stayed in there. Rest of the house was ice cold by morning.We drove to Ruleville when they got the roads open to bring my wife's aunt back to our house. The damage to trees, powerlines, fences and sheds was similar to a major tornado except it went on for miles and miles . I believe every pole from Indianola to Ruleville was on the ground.
it was close to 70 degrees two days after.I will never forget that night and next morning listening to transformers exploding and trees crashing to the ground on the bluff above our house.
Not in Memphis. Not according to my memory.it was close to 70 degrees two days after.
My grandparents lived in southern Bolivar County and were without power for 6 weeks. A line of wooden high voltage transmission lines that ran in a field about a half mile behind their house fell like dominos as far as you could see in both directions. The thing I remember is the short line of demarcation somewhere around Indianola - it went from what amounted to a heavy frost to war zone destruction over just a few miles.I will never forget that night and next morning listening to transformers exploding and trees crashing to the ground on the bluff above our house.
I was on my second tour of MSU, don't remember it being bad in Starkvegas?I will never forget that night and next morning listening to transformers exploding and trees crashing to the ground on the bluff above our house.
It wasn’t. Grenada northwardsI was on my second tour of MSU, don't remember it being bad in Starkvegas?
it was brutal for the folks working day and night to restore power in North MSI will never forget that night and next morning listening to transformers exploding and trees crashing to the ground on the bluff above our house.
We had a wood burning stove. It kept the house plenty warm. Showers were a different story. That water was ice cold.Power went out and luckily we had gas logs so my dad hung up blankets on all the doorways in our living room and we stayed in there. Rest of the house was ice cold by morning.
There was a crew in Hollandale from Florida. Friend of mine went to hook up to them and crew denied, “saying this thing will go anywhere!” Well, apparently anywhere doesn’t consist of Sharkey Clay in the dough stage. They went about 50 feet.We pulled a lot of power company trucks across fields with tractors.
The crew that restored our power was from South Carolina. “I’ve never seen mud like this.” Sharkey clay for the win.There was a crew in Hollandale from Florida. Friend of mine went to hook up to them and crew denied, “saying this thing will go anywhere!” Well, apparently anywhere doesn’t consist of Sharkey Clay in the dough stage. They went about 50 feet.
“You got the touch.”
Worked at Tupelo Water and Light. I have never worked so many hours before or since. It was fun for a 23 year old. Tupelo restaurants fed us every day and we were saved by the fact that it warmed up after about 36 hours of freezing cold. We were able to do most of the repairs in decent weather.I will never forget that night and next morning listening to transformers exploding and trees crashing to the ground on the bluff above our house.
96 is the one that gives me nightmares.Lived in Greenwood. For about 30 minutes we got ice in the tops of our pine trees and then it melted so we were spared that one. I think it was 96 we got hit hard. Right around Christmas I know. The 94 one I worked as a cashier in the Greenwood Jitney Jungle. I still have PTSD from that.
I believe you are referring to the Alabama game. Highway 82 and all other roads was iced over. State let people in free. Dozens of people were there.I will preface this with "I'm old". I'm 58.
But the winter storm the week leading up to the January 20, 1985 SuperBowl between SF and Miami was quite an adventure. There was a basketball game at the Hump that went on as scheduled. I can't remember who the opponent was.
Grateful Dead played in Memphis the same night I believe. Had several friends at state with me drive up for it.