This has got to be one of the coolest posts by the National Weather Service.
It was Dec. 31, 1967, and we all know where we were.
I was at George Steffen’s house … with my Dad and my brother, Francis.
It was damn cold outside … I don’t remember if our red Pontiac station wagon ever warmed up during the 1.5 mile ride into town to watch the NFL Championship Game that day … you remember the one – it featured the Green Bay Packers and the Dallas Cowboys and has gone down in league lore as one of the best ever.
We traversed the seemingly empty highways to George’s house because he invited us and because he was one of the very few in town who had a color TV. Man, that was cool as he puttered with the antenna connections and the color balance. Seemed like a lot of work compared to the black and white Zenith we had sitting at home, but it was well worth it on that freezing day.
As it came down to the final minute of play, the final drive by the Packers and the final series of plays from inside the five yard line, my brother Fran couldn’t take it. He got up and left the room just before Bart Starr took the snap, but came running back in as Jerry Kramer threw that famous block and Starr fell across the goal line.
But the hero that day and the everlasting memory we all cherish was and is the weather.
I know, I digress, but how easily it is to do so when recalling that day … yes, the weather … the National Weather Service has dug into its annals to produce a chilling (excuse the pun) look at the day of and the weather conditions prior to and after Dec. 31, 1967. It was one of the most brutal winters in anyone’s recent memory.
Take a look here … you too can remember and revel in the victory all over again while shivering and shaking from the sheer thought that 51,000 lived (and one died) through it all.