Minneapolis woke up to the first snow of the season this Halloween morning. According to the official records, 1.8 inches of snow fell on the Twin Cities, making it the second snowiest Halloween on record.
We still talk about the storm that holds the record for snowiest Halloween, because it was also the worst blizzard ever. Many of us are still in therapy over it.
It was 1991, and I was thirty years old. The forecast was calling for “one to three inches” of snow, but between October 30th and November 3rd, over three feet of the cold white shit got dumped on us.
We all have our stories, those of us of a certain age. I was living with a guy named J.D. and we had no groceries in the house. Because of the storm, I couldn’t get my paycheck. Fortunately, a kind neighbor spotted me a twenty, and J.D. was very good at making it stretch at the grocery store, so we didn’t go hungry. When we were finally able to leave the house, we made our way to the park a block away, where the snow was waist-deep. With J.D., I built my first snowman that day. It was seven feet tall and we named it Elvis.
The overnight dusting we received last night was nothing. This is just October. The worst is yet to come.