I remember '78 Blizzard. We were able to walk across the Ohio River. We still had 30 foot piles of snow all the way into summer that year. Crazy weather.
I hate cold, but this is nothing compared to last years crappy Polar Vortex. That was just pure misery.
I was in Dayton that year, so not fun! Only ate there once when I was a kid, but can't think of the Ohio river without thinking about the Mike Fink.