I lived in Chicago. Really it was hit hard. The snow was above many of us kids' heads. I lived about 3/4 mile from my jr. high. I remember that on the third day home, my mother was so crazy with all of us that when we said, mom--we think there's still no school today, she said: "I don't give a F... if there IS or there ISN'T! You are gonna WALK there to find out." It's funny now. Wasn't then.

I don't know. I wasn't alive. My parents hadn't even met.. =/

Nothing .i was only 2 ..lol but i have heard much about it . I still lived here in michigan at the time ,and i think it did hit here.

No, but I remember the Blackout of 77

I was 22 yrs. old, living in a suburb of Buffalo NY. My sister and I went to work that morning, and didn't get home until 3 days later. And only then because we knew someone who came and got us in a truck with a snow plow. We were lucky enough to get a room in a nearby hotel, but it didn't have heat. Many people had to sleep in lobbies, offices, etc., so we were fortunate. 99% of the people I encountered were friendly, helpful and truly good neighbors. There were a few bad apples though, like the Holiday Inn where we stayed - who charged higher prices for everything, and insisted on cash only. The whiteouts were so bad you couldn't see more than a foot or so in front of you - and that was walking, not driving. The wind was so bitterly cold, nothing like I'd felt before. I remember houses completely covered with snow, and in the days following the storm, kids having fun sliding off the roof. When I finally got home to the apartment complex where I lived, I found the front door of the building had blown open, and the downstairs lobby and hallways filled with snow. Fortunately, I lived on the 2nd floor, but climbing the snow covered stairs was weird! Buffalo has had other interesting weather events, but nothing compares to '77. Not even our recent "October Surprise" (10/13/06) when we got an unexpected heavy snow fall while the trees still had all their leaves. Most trees crumbled under the weight, taking power lines with them. No power for 8 days. But '77 is still the one I'll always brag about living through.

The snow was way taller than me and I lost my Geoffrey Giraffe "snow shovel" in a drift and was quite upset. I remember that some friends of my parents were moving to Las Vegas and came to stay with us for a few days before they drove out. I distinctly remember that the snow had piled up so high that half the truck (one of the big ones) was buried. I don't remembefr much else because I was so young at the time. It was pretty though and my mom made some awesome and HUGE chocolate chip cookies.

In my city the buses were completely buried under the snow.You had to walk or take a snowmobile to get anywhere.Everything was closed for many days.

Being only 3 years old and living in Florida at the time I don't remember anything.

I was only 4 years old at the time. The only memories I have are from the pictures my Mom and Dad took of my brother (or maybe it was my sister) standing next to a pile of snow that had been plowed, and a picture of the huge icicles that were hanging off our house.

Blizzard? What Blizzard? OH! I remember! Was in Florida, and ppl put out smudge pots in the orange groves. Being from Seattle, I had great winter clothes, wasn't cold or bothered by it.

Like Zazzy, we lived in Chicago. I remember sledding for the first time ever and I remember my mom bundling me up in snow gear. I remember her car not starting (too cold). But I had no frame of reference, so I thought it was all pretty normal.

Yes. It was very bad. I think where I lived at the time the city was shut down for about two days.

Not much, as I was less than a year old.

That must have been the year that it snowed above our front porch and halfway up the front door...it was so cool! Dad made a huge sled ramp in the back yard with pallets pushed into the bank as a ladder to the top. I was so small I couldn't stay out long. I remember it took as long to get suited up in all those layers as you were outside! We used to get so much snow. Not so much anymore. My kids don't even like hot cocoa...that don't know what it means to be that cold!

The southwestern USA was in a severe draught and I had moved from Phoenix to LA in June 1976. In December 1977 a windstorm in the San Joaquin Valley reached 192mph in places blowing a great deal of valuable farmland into Nevada. The weatherman said the rainfall for the year was back to normal and I thought it was a bit too wet for my liking. Oh, I was somewhat distracted as my sweetie and I flew to Kauai, Hawaii to exchange vows in the Fern Grotto. The weather there was much better. However, I believe that the blizzard which you asked about was in Jan 1977. LA weather did not react until December I guess.