Without a doubt.
Was supposed to leave that Sun for my final semester of undergrad in NC. Being a wx nerd, left NOVA on Sat trying to beat the storm. Didn’t even make it to RIC before I turned around, 95 was a mess. Even then.
Back in NOVA that night, stopped by the bar my brother was working at to let him know we were about to get shellacked. Then proceeded to the ABC store to buy a bottle of Citron and Aftershock for storm prep. Disgusting.
Snowed in for a solid week. Dad was in Egypt and Mom was trapped at the hospital. Sister started a fire in the basement and I got to use a fire extinguisher for the first time. As a reward, she got to go to Disney World with my parents a few weeks later because they didn’t trust her home alone. Still bitter about that…
Watched the mailman get stuck in our cul-de-sac. Watched the tow truck get stuck trying to tow the mailman. And then watched the flatbed take them both away. But not the asshat neighbor who took my parking spot after I spent two days digging my car out. Still bitter about that too…
Good times for sure, thanks for posting!