I was in Massachusetts at the time. My sister was in college in Rochester, NY and heading back to school on the train after spring break. Now, colleges in Upstate New York NEVER had a snow day. Well, never say never! They, and a number of other colleges in the area, cancelled classes because students couldn't make it back to campus because of the storm.

I returned from Cape Town the night before the storm. Went from 100F (near CPT) weather to the snow storm in about 24 hours. Was still nice to see the snow, we didn't lose power so it wasn't that bad.

Watching friends learn about gravity atop a trash can lid.

Pregnant and due April 12th, I was somewhat surprised when my water broke on the morning of March 13th. Later I found out the sudden, rapid drop in barometric pressure was to blame. I called the doctor and got instructions to lay down and wait out the storm, if possible, but to call if any contractions started. Throughout the day my husband kept saying "I can drive in this". A slight discomfort around 10pm led me to wonder if labor was starting, and to my husband realizing, after looking at the half a foot of snow in the driveway, "Hmmm... I can't drive in this". I lived in Lawrenceville at the time and my doctors were at Piedmont Hospital. A call to Gwinnett 911 brought a nice group of paramedics with snow chains on their van who asked us where I needed to go. "Piedmont Hospital" was my reply, to which they answered, "OK, where is it?" After getting permission to leave Gwinnett, they drove us down to Buckhead and we checked in shortly after midnight, March 14th. The on-call doctor had his own adventure, using cross-country skis to traverse the 4 miles down Peachtree from his apartment to the hospital. Three hours later after only a few hours of not-very-intense labor, Corinne was born 4 weeks early but perfectly fine. I won't soon forget the "Storm of the Century" that brought my beautiful daughter into this world!

Walked up and down the street in my aunts neighborhood with a shovel excited about how much I was going to earn digging folks out of there homes. I made my best $$ during winter not because I needed the money but because it was just sooooo amazing. My world being covered in white powder was simply awesome. Spent a lot of time down at a park in Poughkeepsie near the Hudson just below the train station and my, I loved watching it come down. To this day I'm like a kid in a candy store when I see "real" snow.

@Sharon - Another great topic young lady, now you have me strongly considering looking for a nice spot I can get to for the weekend to play in the snow :).

NOBODY has mentioned the Waffle House!!! I lived in Brookhaven at the time & got out in the weather when the wind was blowing horizontally - my son & I made our way to the Waffle House @ JCB & Buford Hwy - that place had been turned into a refuge of sorts - packed w/people not knowing where to go, what to do, or how to do it, if they got to wherever they were trying to get to!!!! What an amazing event THAT was :-)

I think I can safely say that was one of the worst weeks of my life. Amazingly we didn't lose power. Our subdivision had underground utilities so I guess that saved us. Anyway, my now ex-wife was a harcore soap opera addict. She used to keep 2 weeks of "her stories" on VCR tapes. So needless to say if I wanted to watch TV in our room it was clear what was on. My mother-in-law who lived with us parked herself on the living room couch watching reruns of In The Heat Of The Night, Bonanza, Perry Mason, & Matlock. Oh the joys of boredom !! LOL ! I was so glad to finally be able to get out of that house.

Up in Massachusetts that would close the schools but otherwise life goes on. I did survive the Blizzard of 78 up in New England which was back to back storms each dumping about 2 feet plus of snow.

That being said I am quite happy to be living down here now!!!

We had just moved from Virginia. The blizzard came and went and if we hadn't heard about it on TV we wouldn't have known it even existed. We got enough snow to cover our grass, a few trees blew over that was it. We were lucky.

We were living in East Atlanta back then. The blizzard happened on our daughter's ninth birthday. She had a friend from church spend the night with us. My daughter, her friend, and my son were actually playing outside, barefoot, briefly in the snow. My wife and I were inside under the covers trying to stay warm, since we had no electricity because of the blizzard.

My grandmother had been in Wesley Woods geriatric hospital for a few weeks and was not doing well. They transferred her to ICU at Emory that Friday night, not knowing what was wrong with her, but thinking she might not make it through the night. It was a difficult weekend for our family because we couldn't get to Emory to be with her. Fortunately, they discovered that her electrolytes were seriously out of balance and once they got them balanced, she made a remarkable recovery (and lived 7 more years).

This was the BEST snowstorm of my life! I was right out of college & it was my birthday, I spent the whole weekend at a friends place. We had a huge party with lots of people & acted like kids playing in the snow. It was the time of my life!