The storm at the weekend wasn’t the Snowmageddon TV newscasters predicted; it was an ordinary winter event. New York Governor Kathy Hochul felt the need to hold a press conference Sunday to say, in essence, nothing happened - few delays, no casualties, no blackouts, not one mageddon, nothing to laugh at at all. At one point, our eloquent Governor remarked, “And this is a time when you open those last presents that may be found behind the back of the trees. You’re taking it down and (eating) the leftover cookies if they’re still not too stale”. Inspiring high-flown, silver-throated rhetoric is alive and well in The Empire State. It’s been a couple of years since we’ve enjoyed a proper snowstorm, but there was a massive one during a January weekend in Manhattan, 1836. Here’s what happened.
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