The winter storm has reared its ugly head,
The clouds rolled in and turned the day to night,
Nineteen seventy-seven, saw twenty-nine dead,
January all dressed in satin white.
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A very good description of this event. Poetry is an excellent vehicle for illustrating memories or tales we have heard. Irene