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southern MN | My parents and that generation always talked about the Armistice day blizzard of nOvember, 1940.
Was a beautiful fall day to start with, shirt sleeve forenoon. People took off to where they were going, and a the temp dropped like a rock, not forecast, and snow and wind came in. Hard and bad. Much the same as that Wyoming story starts out. Caught everyone very, very unprepared.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/1940_Armistice_Day_Blizzard
Mom talked about the turkeys they had (this was at her family home before she and dad met) they turkeys out in a pen the day was so nice. She and some siblings had to run around and gather up and butcher the ones they could find/ save, they were dying in the heavy snow and cold temps. The older siblings were tending to the cows and cattle as best they could. I can't do moms stories justice, it left quite an impression on her, those stories were quite serious tone from that day unlike most of moms 'remember when.'
Dad talked about the snow plow getting stuck in 'the cut' that went through a hill on our farm. They brought in a catapiller, but it got stuck too. The better equipped vehicles of that time were driving through grabdpas field around the cut. Eventually the county paid a few fellas to shovel, and they walked along the side of 'the cut' the bottom fella threw snow up higher, the middle fella threw that snow up higher, and the top guy threw the snow out of the cut. I think dad was kinda sorry he got involved from the way he told it, but in 1940 a dollar meant something, I'm not sure what they were paid now. The road was straightened before I came along, but I think "the cut" was 20 foot deep trench through a clay hill a few 100 feet long, and it had drifted pretty much level full.
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The weather don’t seem so bad now
