It isn't the Blizzard of 78

 But it's earned our respect:

Especially in the sustained bitter cold temperatures.  It isn't that we don't have cold or subzero temperatures here in the Buckeye State.  But I'm not aware of a time in my memory that we've had them for so long a stretch.  And because of that, the more than foot of snow we received isn't going anywhere anytime soon.  

Again, nowhere close to the legendary Blizzard of 78, which saw two massive fronts converge over the Ohio Valley, a drop in temperature by forty degrees in a matter of hours that cast a sheet of ice over the state, among the lowest barometric readings ever recorded, days of snow, and of course the unforgettable hurricane force winds that pushed that covered entire houses with snow drifts.  Schools closed by the weeks at a time. And in some remote rural areas, it was almost a month before road crews were able to push through to those isolated by the storm.

But this storm still packed a punch.  College classes resumed today, as have most functions apart from the public schools, which remain closed.  As a note, I am generally not a hat wearer except occasionally for some sporting events.  Even in winter I prefer to keep my head uncovered.  Likewise, even in cold temperatures, I usually don't bother wearing gloves.  Like my Dad who preferred the cold, it usually doesn't bother me.  But I went out to get the cars cleared off this morning, when the actual temperature was -5 degrees not counting wind chill, and within minutes I could feel the sharp pain of the cold in my fingers.  Prompting me to grab a pair.  So we'll call it 'so cold it's Dave wearing a hat and gloves cold.'  

On the other hand, even after the snow plows, it still looks pretty in the old neighborhood