The Christmas Week Snow Storm of 2001; 7 feet in 5 days.

December 25, 2012
When Cleveland gets Lake Effect the winds are out of the NNW crossing the lake where it's narrow.  Buffalo gets it when the winds are out of the SW and it has all 250-miles of Lake to pick up moisture.  That's why they get hammered.

Radar shows with winds out of the SW why Buffalo gets hammered

 BUFFALO, NY;  December 25-30, 2001  – 7-FEET OF SNOW IN 5 DAYS:

When it comes to lake effect no week stands out more to me than Christmas week 2001.   As of Monday December 24th, Christmas Eve, Buffalo hadn’t had any snow for the season, not even a trace. 

It was the first year on record the city had gone that long without a flake.  Later that night the snow started falling and when it ended Christmas Day we had around 25″ on the ground. 

We became the talk of the country and on Wednesday we found ourselves doing extra live shots for the network and other stations on the Christmas snow.  The sun was out much of the day though in Buffalo as the band drifted north into Niagara County and was hitting them hard and giving us a chance to dig out.  decsnow

By 4 a.m. Thursday though it drifted south and was back on top of us dropping snow at the rate of 3″ an hour again.  Once again we were the talk of the country (remember no real news happens during Christmas week so the networks loved it.) 

My wife and I were doing live shots for just about every network (even the financial ones) and tons of local stations around the country.   (One of the live shots she did was for a station here in Cleveland and from that came a job offer and that’s how we ended up moving to less snowy side of Lake Erie.)

My wife of CNN

My wife of CNN

The storm hit during a time in my career where in addition to anchoring WKBW’s morning show I was a fill-in weather person pushed into full time duty because the station had only one meteorologist working that week.  He handled the late shows I handled the early.  

Between live shots they asked me to a phone interview with Sam Donaldson on his national radio show.  I thought sure I can do this one from my desk where it’s warm.

As I waited his producer asked me if I could wait a minute or two, there were some new developments out of Afghanistan that morning and Sam wanted to get a quick update.  I said no problem, I’m good on time.  

I sat at my desk with my coat on trying to warm up and actually started to dose off a little as I waited.  It was then I heard Sam come on and talk about what happened with Al Quaida that morning.  Then I heard him say “joining me now with more on this is John Kosich, President of the National Institute of Military Justice.”  

Like a kid called on in class by the teacher the adrenaline rush shot through me “oh crap” I thought.  I can talk about travel bans not the Taliban.  A heartbeat later Sam recognized his mistake, corrected himself and said “I’m sorry Eugene Fidell, President of the…”  Needless to say when Sam came to me a minute or two later I was awake.

Me digging out my car 12/29/2001

Me digging out my car 12/29/2001

When the snow ended Friday we had 84″ of it in five days.  Saturday was spent just trying to first find my car then dig it out for the third time this week.

The biggest problem with 7-feet of snow is where do you put it?  Buffalo has huge trash cans, I’d fill one up, roll it to an empty spot, dump it, then repeat the process.

Oh and if you wondered what 7-feet of snow looks like? It actually looks like three or four feet because it’s constantly packing down under it’s own weight.

We couldn’t get out of town for New Years until Sunday and even then it wasn’t easy, then as we got 20-30 miles out of town there was hardly any snow, the joy of Lake Effect.

The most awesome thing about that year was the fact that we basically had winter in a week.  We had nothing leading up to that storm, we got walloped and then we really had very little snow after it.  Maybe one or two 6″ storms but nothing huge.


PA: 101 The Candidates Quiz / 1994

November 1, 2012

In 1994 five candidates vied for the chance to replace outgoing Pennsylvania Gov. Bob Casey. At WNEP-TV that fall we profiled all five but also decided to take things a step further with Pennsylvania 101: The Candidates Quiz.

The first three fringe candidates didn’t fair all that well leading us to the two finalists, the Republican and Democratic hopefuls.

First up was then Republican Erie Congressman Tom Ridge:

Followed by the rather confident two term Democratic Lt. Governor Mark Singel:

Unfortunately for Singel it didn’t translate into success at the polls.

The firing of Joe Paterno and the Penn State Riot

July 22, 2012

While covering elections on Tuesday November 8, 2011 I had one eye on the Ohio results and the other on State College, PA.  With events surrounding the growing sex abuse scandal changing hourly I had a feeling that if we were going to go to Penn State we better go tomorrow and so we made arrangements to leave in the morning.

On the ride across Interstate 80 though we got word that legendary head coach Joe Paterno just announced his retirement in a statement that read in part:

“I am absolutely devastated by the developments in this case. I grieve for the children and their families, and I pray for their comfort and relief.

I have come to work every day for the last 61 years with one clear goal in mind: To serve the best interests of this university and the young men who have been entrusted to my care. I have the same goal today.

That’s why I have decided to announce my retirement effective at the end of this season. At this moment the Board of Trustees should not spend a single minute discussing my status. They have far more important matters to address. I want to make this as easy for them as I possibly can.

This is a tragedy. It is one of the great sorrows of my life. With the benefit of hindsight, I wish I had done more.”

Joe Paterno's State College home

Our first stop in State College was the home Joe Paterno’s occupied since becoming head coach in 1966, a modest 60’s style Brady Bunch type ranch that sits at the end of a road next to a park.
We arrived and took our spot among the 30 or so cameras that lined the sidewalk across the street.
We hoped to talk with Paterno as he left for the team’s afternoon practice but on this day he didn’t go.

Media assembled across the street from Paterno's home November 9, 2011

After waiting a while we talked to some of the onlookers who gathered and then headed off to “Paternoville” the student tent city outside Beaver Stadium where students were camped out for what had turned into the hottest ticket in the country, Joe Paterno’s last game at Beaver Stadium that coming Saturday against Nebraska.
After getting reaction we prepared for our 5 p.m. and 6 p.m. live shots, the latter below.

Between live shots we debated whether to spend the night in State College or drive four hours back to Cleveland but ABC was reporting that University President Graham Spanier could be out tonight so we decided to stay.  We shot stories for the 11 p.m. and the morning news programs and were in the process of editing when we got word their would be an 10 p.m. news conference at the Penn Stater Conference Center.

I called my executive producer and said we’re going because it likely means Spanier is out.  My story was already fed back so I said you can either use the updated information going into my package or we could dump the package and do a live shot on what happens.  He decided as long as we’re there let’s just go live.

We got to the Penn Stater at 9:58 p.m. and rushed upstairs to the room where the news conference was going to be but everyone was still waiting out in the hall.  As I looked around there was Armen Keteyian from CBS, Dan Harris from ABC all the big guns waiting to get in.  That’s when someone I knew said to me, I hear JoePa’s out.

At that point the doors opened up and we all ran into the room, someone even shouting at some point to relax, don’t push.  The Board of Trustees was already seated with the chair and vice chair at a table ready to address the media.  I put our microphone on the table but there were literally so many of them I worried if it would be able to pick up the speaker.

Vice Chair John Surma did the speaking and wasted no time in saying that president Spanier was out.  But then came his next words that Joe Paterno was joining him.  As you watched the announcement on TV you know the audible gasp you heard but in the room it was so much louder.

Penn State Board of Trustees news conference at Penn Stater Conference Center

My cameraman rushed with the video back to our satellite truck while I waited for the news conference to break so I could get our mic from under the pile, then sprint to the truck barely making the top of the 11 p.m. news to do the live shot below.

Within minutes of the announcement the news had reached virtually everyone in State College through twitter and facebook and soon into the streets the students poured.

When we arrived minutes after our 11 p.m. live shot Beaver Avenue was packed solid with students who within seconds of our arrival started running to get away from local and state police in riot gear with tear gas.

With order restored the crowd started chanting “we are Penn State” and “JoePa-terno” but when the chant turned to “Old Main” the massive crowd was on the move to College Avenue ahead of police.

There they shattered car windows, knocked over street signs and tipped over a live truck belonging to WTAJ of Altoona.  Gasoline from the truck soon pouring into the street. At one point a flare thrown dangerously close to the pool.

In a moment though the thick smell of the fuel was replaced by the burning sensation of pepper spray as videographer Gary Abrahamson and myself were hit several times by the police spray looking to disperse the crowd, at one point taking a direct spray from an officer who was attempting to keep the crowd behind us from closing in as we attempted to get video of the overturned truck.

Pepper spray was one thing but when items being thrown into the crowd went from toilet paper to bricks and one landed a few feet from us, we made the decision to go.

We headed back to our hotel where we would edit through the night for the morning live shots that started at 4:30 a.m. We were live through the morning every 5-10 minutes with not just our station in Cleveland but stations in Tampa, Detroit, Kansas City, Phoenix and Baltimore.

This is one of our hits for Newschannel 5.

As we drove down College Avenue later that morning all traces of the chaos that happened just hours before were gone and by now the live and satellite trucks from stations around the country were starting to roll into town as we were rolling out, ending what was for me one of my most crazy and memorable 24 hour periods in television.

3537 Byrne Road, Philadelphia, PA

July 21, 2012

Morning fog on Archbishop Ryan Field

Fall afternoon soccer

Morning fog on Archbishop Ryan Soccer Field


The Skybox; Great spot to sit and watch football practice.

The Boys of Bandstand

April 18, 2012


In the early days of Rock and Roll there were few people who had a greater influence on the music of the day than Dick Clark. 

As host of American Bandstand broadcast nationwide every afternoon starting in 1957 Clark, a 1993 inductee into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, had the ability to make a musician. The show was viewed by five million record buying teens so one solid appearance could turn a song into an overnight hit.

Dick Clark from an early American Bandstand Show

Dick Clark from an early American Bandstand Show

The show originated from a studio on Market Street in West Philadelphia. The location bode well for young South Philadelphia talent like Frankie Avalon, Bobby Rydell, Chubby Checker, Fabian. 

Bobby Rydell, John Kosich, Frankie Avalon; Trump Castle May, 1993

When I worked in Atlantic City in the early 90’s Bobby Rydell had a place “downtheshore” and our paths would cross once in a while.  Below are two clips, the first in 1993 when I sat down with him and Frankie Avalon for a piece on their Bandstand days as well as their days playing another staple for young entertainers, the Steel Pier in Atlantic City.

The second is a promo Bobby did for our 11 p.m. newscast at WMGM-TV.

Remembering Harry Kalas

April 2, 2012

This month marks the Anniversary of the death of Phillies announcer Harry Kalas.  In his honor I wanted to repost this piece from that day.



He was the voice of the Phillies, the voice of NFL Films, the voice of Campbell’s Soup…  He was quite simply THE VOICE.

Growing up in Northeast Philadelphia Harry was  summer.   Take a walk around our block of rowhomes on a hot August night and it was Harry’s voice you heard in the background on the radio as parents sat on their front steps watching their kids play, the women talking, the men listening to the Phillies game, maybe drinking a cold Schmidt’s or Ortlieb’s.

As a kid I wanted to be the next Harry Kalas.  We’d play stickball or wiffleball and I’d call the games as we played them, trying my best to do it just like Harry would.  Every hit was “a long drive” and every homerun was “outta here.”

A Stickball game on the old street.

When I was in sixth grade at St. Martha’s in Philadelphia I came across a book about how to be a play by play announcer and I thought this is it, that’s what I’m going to do.  So I wrote to Harry Kalas for advice, he wrote back, I wrote him with more questions, he wrote me with more answers.  Long story short it was a correspondence that would go back and forth for the next  31 years.

One of the many letters from Harry over a 30+ year span, this one when I was in high school and made the decision to go to Temple University.

In a quick search through old boxes I’ve come across a handful of those letters like the one above when I wrote Harry in High School to say that I had chosen to go to Temple University or this one below,  just a quick thank you in response to the congrats I had sent him on his induction into the Baseball Hall of Fame in 2002.


Some years Harry and I would  write to each other only at Christmas time but I always looked forward to his cards.  When I got his card this year he wrote in there that he couldn’t believe how big my son was getting and how he’s turning into quite the young man.  I thought you know what I’m going to set that aside for my son to have one day.  As I looked at it today I’m glad I did.

Harry Kalas & John Kosich

Harry Kalas & John Kosich

The above picture was taken when I worked in Buffalo and the Phillies were playing in Toronto and we made arrangements to get together before a game, I wish I had done it more.

In 2007 when the Phillies came to Cleveland my bosses were going to let me take a break from hard news one night to do a profile piece with Harry on his Hall of Fame career.  Unfortunately the week the Phillies came there was breaking news, my piece with Harry was the casualty, we never got to do it and today I’m sad about that.


There have been two professionals in this business who didn’t know me from Adam but took an interest in me and remained there with encouragement and support.  Harry Kalas was one ( Dave Roberts of WPVI was the other) and I never passed on the opportunity to let Harry know how thankful I was to him for that.

A few years back the phone rings at the house and my wife answers.  She hands me the phone and says “it’s for you…  it sounds like the voice of God.”  She was close, it was Harry.   He may have had God’s voice but now God has his.  We’re just thankful for the time he shared it with us.

This is the piece I did on Harry’s passing 4/13/2009 WEWS-TV Cleveland:


Scranton, St. Patrick’s Day & the Mines

March 1, 2012

Homer the Plumber

One of the first things I learned upon moving to Scranton, Pennsylvania in 1994 was if you’re from here it’s okay if you don’t make it back for Thanksgiving or Christmas because you are sure to see everybody a few months later for the city’s true holiday, St. Patrick’s Day.

Well not really St. Patrick’s Day but the Saturday before the 17th, that is the day the city shuts down each year for the St. Patrick’s Day Parade.

My mother is 100% Irish, so I was raised with a deep appreciation of and respect for that which makes up half of my DNA but it wasn’t until I moved to Scranton that I got a true appreciation for St. Patrick’s Day itself.

Parade day is one big party in Scranton, that no one can deny, it has always been and it is in that you begin to learn the roots and the heritage of this parade.

When my great-grandparents came to the United States from Ireland in the the 1800’s it was a time of great Irish discrimination.  In Philadelphia they found the “NINA” signs we’ve read about, No Irish Need Apply.

They were able to find work and make a home in Philadelphia but so many others who couldn’t headed north to the closest thing to guaranteed work an Irish immigrant could find, the mines.

Scranton is a town built on coal, railroads and steel but it is the mines that weave underneath this city that once served as the workplace for the city’s growing Irish immigrant population.

They worked hard these miners and embraced both their new land and their Irish heritage and it was that combination in 1862 that gave way to Scranton’s first St. Patrick’s Day parade.

Every year before the parade I make it a point to watch The Molly Maguires the 1970 Sean Connery film shot not far from Scranton.  I watch it not so much for the story itself but for the reminder of what daily life was like for those miners and the conditions that they endured.

It is then, when I look at the parade through their eyes that I get a true appreciation of how great it must of felt for these men who spent so much of their life underground to come out on a sunny day in mid-March and celebrate!

Here’s a beautiful story done by a former colleague of mine Mike Stevens of WNEP in 1995 on those coal mining roots on the day they demolished one of the regions many coal breakers.

The pre-Thanksgiving storm that shut down Buffalo

November 15, 2011
 In late November of 2000 the nation’s attention was focused on Florida where the outcome of the Presidential election still hung in the balance but in Buffalo the focus was on the forecast which was calling for our first measurable snow of the season.

Buffalo Historical Society November 19, 2000

When it was all said and done we got around 14″ from Saturday November 18 to Sunday the 19th. 

Keep in mind the previous winter was one of the least snowiest in Buffalo history so this late November storm provided me with the opportunity to grab my camera and see what kind of Courier & Ives type pictures I might be able to capture of the Buffalo landmarks in our neighborhood.

Casino at Hoyt Lake November 19, 2000

The forecast for Monday November 20
was calling for more lake effect snow showers but nothing like we saw over the weekend so people didn’t give it all that much thought.  It was the week of Thanksgiving and I remember being out on a turkey giveaway story with Sam Rogers and Sam Cowart of the Buffalo Bills when the snow started to fall around 11 a.m.  Within no time it was coming down at a clip of around three to four inches an hour.

My wife and I worked the morning show at WKBW-TV so our shift ended at 12:30 p.m., lucky for us because the roads were already becoming impassable.  Road crews were out but the snow was just coming down too fast.  We got to our home on Lafayette Avenue about three miles away and I was luckily able to slide my car into a spot across the street.

View from our Lafayette Avenue apartment

From our second floor apartment we watched in amazement as the snow continued to fall so fast that day turned to night and the street lights were all on by mid-afternoon.  At one point I made an attempt to shovel but found inches behind me as soon as I made a pass.

Me, barely visible, attempting to shovel a path

Because this much snow wasn’t forecast the feeling among most was it wouldn’t last. 

As a result the Buffalo schools didn’t let out early but businesses soon did so that around 2:30 p.m. the already difficult to manage roads were filling quickly with cars and school buses.  The plows couldn’t get to the quickly mounting snow and within no time there was a total shutdown. 

Long story short,  where your car was at 4 p.m. Monday was likely where it was to be found at 4 a.m.  Tuesday.  Around 5 p.m. the thunder snow started with flashes of lightning that reflected off the falling snow.  It was unlike anything I’ve seen before or since.

Around 6:30 p.m. the winds shifted and the lake effect snow finally stopped but not before dumping 25″ in about 7 hours.  The headaches though only were just beginning, the town and all of its roads were shut down.  We lived off Gates Circle by Millard Fillmore Hospital and I remember walking down where I found cars and buses as far as the eye can see.

An ABC World News Tonight story that would air the next day would feature the hospital which ended up taking in seven busloads of school kids as did every fire station, government building, fast food restaurant and just about anyplace able to provide shelter.

Since I get up at 2 in the morning I decided I better go to bed.  I woke around midnight to peek out the window to see if the roads were now clear but the cars stuck in the street were still there.  That’s when it dawned on me the only way I was going to make it to work was to walk the three miles and I better get started.

Next day view looking down Delaware Avenue

I put on my ski gear, threw a change of clothes in a backpack and took off on foot down Delaware Avenue which was bumper to bumper cars, most abandoned, some still occupied with sleeping drivers still others showing Buffalo spirit with impromptu tailgates fueled by whatever alcohol that could be found within walking distance.

On the way in that morning I helped to push about a half-dozen cars and was offered an equal number of beers.  By the end of the walk I was tempted to accept. 

I made to the station and time to change and take the set most of the crew working the show were the same people who worked the night before.  They couldn’t get home and the morning people couldn’t get in.

After a long day at work it dawned on me I didn’t have a car, so I’d have to get home the way I got in, on foot.  So I changed back into my ski gear and off  I went.  As I walked back up Delaware Avenue the tow trucks were slowly making their way to the cars removing them one by one.

When I got home I knew my first task would be to dig out my car but as I rounded the corner I saw the street was clean but my car wasn’t there.  I thought to myself ‘crap they towed it.’  As I got closer I could see what looked like my rearview mirror sticking out of a snow bank, the car was there just totally plowed under.

Being the city of good neighbors a few of mine came out to help and within no time we were able to get it cleared off.

The state of emergency was lifted Wednesday morning which was the day before Thanksgiving, one of the busiest travel days of the year but also one of the busiest days for grocery shopping.

What I found at the supermarket was unlike anything I have seen before or after.  The parking lot was packed and there was not a cart to be had at the local Wegmans between people needing to restock after being holed up for three days and people needing to get what they needed for Thanksgiving.

Rules of etiquette didn’t apply, this was survival of the fittest.

13 months later Buffalo would get hammered with 7-feet of snow in five days but for that we were prepared and the city handled it without a problem that’s why this one storm will, in my mind, be the worst.

This is the ABCNews piece on the storm.

9/11 and President McKinley

September 4, 2011
Artist's interpretation of the shooting of President William McKinley September 6, 1901

Artist's interpretation of the shooting of President William McKinley September 6, 1901It was 110 years ago on September 6, 1901 that President William McKinley was shot in Buffalo, NY. It is an event that will, for me, be forever linked with 9/11.In September of 2001 I was working as an anchor in Buffalo, New York. All summer long there were festivities marking the 100th Anniversary of the great Pan American Exposition.The Expo was to be a celebration of all things great about the Electric City highlighted by the Electric Tower, a magnificent building lit up nightly with thousands of colored bulbs and floodlights. (You'll notice the resemblance to Cleveland's own Terminal Tower built 25-years later.)The visit of President William McKinley in early September 1901 was to be the highlight of the Exposition but it quickly turned into a tragic event that would forever define the Expo and Buffalo. The date was September 6, 1901, President McKinley was greeting guests at the Expo's Temple of Music, when he was shot twice in the abdomen by anarchist Leon Czolgosz.Milburn House Delaware Avenue in Buffalo

  McKinley was taken to the nearby home of John Milburn who was head of the Exposition board.  The  house sat on Delaware Avenue in Buffalo and was literally  just around the corner from where I was living at the time 100 years later.  (It’s now a parking lot for Canisius High School where the late Tim Russert went to school.)

McKinley would lie mortally wounded in the home for the next eight days as his cabinet assembled around him.  He appeared to be recovering before taking a turn for the worse.  He died September 14th of 1901.

I had started a nine day series of stories on September 6, 2001 which were to run through the 14th.  The pieces focused on what was happening in Buffalo 100-years ago today. 

Pres. McKinley lying in state, Buffalo City Hall

Pres. McKinley lying in state, Buffalo City Hall

  My goal was to try to capture the feel of what it must have been like in Buffalo back then, the panic, the shock, the concern having a President shot and later die in your town.

 But as hard as I tried to understand what the city was going through the reality was I just really couldn’t, afterall I wasn’t there.

That changed on Day 6 of the series,  September 11th, 2001.  

I was anchoring the morning show at WKBW-TV and learned over the ABC squawk box that there was a fire in the World Trade Center and that they were working to put up a live signal.  I looked up to see that it wasn’t up yet and at that time no network had broken in.  Seconds later the shot was up on our closed circuit feed from ABC and it was clear this wasn’t just a fire but an explosion of some sort.  Seconds after that one by one the networks broke into programming and we all know the rest.

After a long day at work my wife and I returned home that night where we remained glued to the coverage from New York.  Around 7:30 I broke away to take our dog out for a walk and as I strolled down the street  I was actually able to follow the network coverage on this warm summer night through the open windows of my neighbors who like all of us were glued to their TVs.

As I walked along eavesdropping on the neighborhood televisions it dawned on me the streets were still, there was no traffic, no one else out walking, by this time most folks were home spending the night with loved ones.  

When I got to the corner of Delaware & Lafayette I looked down to where the Milburn house once stood.  It was at that very moment that it dawned on me,  100-years ago to the very hour a President of the United States lay dying there and it was only then I realized that this, what we all were feeling the night of 9/11, was what it was like to have been alive in this city 100-years ago that night.

The Perfect Storm; Halloween 1991

August 26, 2011

Mention “The Perfect Storm” to most folks and they’ll think of the George Clooney film about a group of fisherman lost at sea aboard the “Andrea Gail” during the Halloween Storm of 1991.   I know the storm as the one that claimed my first car, a 1982 Monte Carlo.

Returning to Ocean City, New Jersey recently brought back memories of the storm and that caused me to dig up some old pictures from October of 1991.  I follow them with the same area  today.

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17th Street & Boardwalk looking South. Ocean City, NJ October 31, 1991

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17th & Boardwalk, Ocean City, NJ August, 2009

The enormous Nor’easter which was actually a combination of different systems was far out to sea but it was so powerful that it pushed tides to a high not seen in some parts of Jersey since the Great Atlantic Hurricane of 1944.  Before it was over it would claim about a half mile of Ocean City’s boardwalk while flooding out much of the barrier island.   

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17th & Boardwalk Ocean City, NJ looking north 1991

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17th & Boardwalk Ocean City, August 2009.

The storm started to affect Ocean City on October 30, 1991 when under beautiful sunshine the massive system churned up the surf and prevented the high tides from adequately subsiding at low tide.  As a result each successive high tide got higher and the island began to flood. 

My parents who were staying with me at the time headed home that afternoon to Philadelphia just as the floodwater started to rise.  I was anchoring the 11 p.m. news that night and decided not to go home to Ocean City that night but to head up to Philadelphia as well.  

Satellite view of the Halloween Storm, 1991

Satellite view of the Halloween Storm, 1991

At midnight though I suffered a blowout on the exit ramp from the Garden State Parkway to the A.C. Expressway.  There are no lights on the ramp and in the pitch dark I hastilly changed the tire. 

My first car, a victim of the '91 Storm

My first car, a victim of the '91 Storm

Because it was so dark I couldn’t tell though if I did it right.  To play it safe I returned to the flooded Ocean City and made the mistake of coming in the 9th Street Causeway.  The flooding was much deeper than I anticipated.  I jumped a curb and made it through but the damage was done.  Salt water is extremely corrosive, the rusting process starts as soon as the water hits air,  within a month my beloved Monte was dead.

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The so-called Halloween Storm was the first of three “100-Year Storms” that we would see in Ocean City over the next 18-months. 

The newly rebuilt Ocean City boardwalk getting it's first test in December, 1992 storm.

The newly rebuilt Ocean City boardwalk getting it's first test in December, 1992 storm.

The boardwalk was rebuilt but as you can see by the pictures above it was moved out a few feet from the bulkhead so until the beach was rebuilt the waves hitting the bulkhead at high tide could go straight up and not hit the boards.

Through beach replenishment the once 15-foot drop from the boardwalk to the sand below was eliminated, dunes eventually took shape and what was once the place to go to watch a storm in Ocean City became a distant memory.

17th Street looking North

Same view 19 years later

Here’s a story I did in September of 1992 when Tropical Storm Danielle threatened the coast.

17th Street & Boardwalk December, 1992

17th Street & Boardwalk December, 1992

52nd & West Ocean City, NJ  December 1992 Flooding
52nd & West Ocean City, NJ December 1992

These are all images from the December 1992 storm, the third of the 100-year storms we saw in 14-months.

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