My last day in Colorado (6 June 1998) is snowed. Hard. That was weird.Im curious to see what people think.
I was in college in Hattiesburg when that came through. At Southern Miss, there were 100 year old trees down all over the campus. The place was wrecked and we had one hell of a party.Hurricane Fredric in 79 in Mobile.
I don't know if you want to call it crazy, but watching pine trees snap and wondering if any were going to fall on your house was nerve racking...and being without power for two weeks in Sept wasn't "pleasant."
I left that one out. I lived on the side of a small mountain so the rain did not flood my house but I could not get to my Firehouse Subs restaurant that I owned in Hiram. One of my fellow franchisees in Woodstock, his restaurant had about three feet of water in it. I believe it took him 6 months to reopen.2009 - Georgia (and I imagine much of the south) had what has been described as a "500 year rain". For two solid weeks it rained. The ground became so saturated that nothing soaked in. Water simply rolled over the surface of the ground. Creeks, rivers and lakes overflowed, causing all manner of water damage.
I had just paid a significant amount of money to have my backyard completely re-landscaped (including new sod). The rain hit before I could get any plants installed, which would have either helped prevent erosion or would have been more money down the drain - literally.
Here's a video, near the start of the second week of rain. Enjoy!
That's not usual for us; the best comment on this I've heard came from a waitress in a coffee shop to a group of tourist asking about snow. She said "well it can snow as late as July or as early as August". I've been snowed on in each month of the year here - of course some of those were at 13-14,000' elevation.My last day in Colorado (6 June 1998) is snowed. Hard. That was weird.
April 27th 2011. Many had lived though the tornado outbreaks in the 70s (can't remember the exact year), but this was my first experience with one. While I never saw a tornado, I saw the aftermath of several that affected my company. The feeling in the air all day was very strange.
February 12-14, 2014. It snowed in north Alabama and my wife was very near her due date for the birth of our son. I wasn't able to make it to work on the 12th, but went ahead and came in late on the 13th. I was at work for less than an hour when my wife called and said you better get home now. We made it to the hospital that evening, and our first born son arrived shortly after 5 am on Valentines Day.
I should have added that we'd just been assured by her doc that there was no way she was going into labor and that she'd make it just fine to her due date (the 19th). She had a c-section. I've heard old wives tales about how weather/full moons/etc. would cause women to go into labor. I was just thankful that by that afternoon the roads were pretty clear.We had that happen to us in 2011 with snow and me being due that week. I went for an appt downtown and it took me all of 4 hours for us to get home. (We live like 25-30 mins away) Then the next week I went in for my induction early in the morning. It was snowing and no one was on the road...but I was determined to go in and get my baby out. Lol
I should have added that we'd just been assured by her doc that there was no way she was going into labor and that she'd make it just fine to her due date (the 19th). She had a c-section. I've heard old wives tales about how weather/full moons/etc. would cause women to go into labor. I was just thankful that by that afternoon the roads were pretty clear.
Without doubt, the snowstorm that hit Birmingham in March of 1993.
14 - 18 inches of snow fell in about 15 hours, starting around 3PM and lasting until 6 or so the next morning. Mrs. Basket Case and I sat in a sunroom watching it come down between all kinds of thunder and lightning flashes. About midnight, the unmistakable sound of limbs and even whole pine trees snapping started adding to the show.
Yes, lightning and thunder-snow in Birmingham, Alabama in mid-March.
Even though I couldn't stop worrying when one of those pines was going to hit the house (we were incredibly fortunate that that never happened), it was an awesomely beautiful spectacle.