That's right, 94 was the year we (all four siblings) were jumping off the roof into the snow...til my Grandparents caught us, I (the oldest and therefore the "responsible one") couldn't sit for supper that night....That was 96. 94 was way more than 4'. The drifts were over 7' in 94.
You could have gotten her blanket dirty and messed up her hair...duh.A blizzard. '94 was worse. We were snowed in for 3 days. A guy actually lost his snowmobile in the snow above our house on the road. I was riding horse for 8hrs the first day of the '96 blizzard. I had a terrible flu afterwards, but man was it fun! The horse was not happy with me, though. No idea why she was upset, she was wearing her blanket... With red bows and bells in her mane and tail (for Xmas).
