{"id":25021,"date":"2016-08-13T22:06:22","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T02:06:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=25021"},"modified":"2016-08-13T22:06:22","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T02:06:22","slug":"blizzard-of-78","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/blizzard-of-78\/","title":{"rendered":"BLIZZARD OF &#8217;78"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Cold so bitter that a long draw<br \/>\nof air would pull the cilia inside your lungs;<br \/>\ngrab a handful of these tiny hairs and pull<br \/>\nuntil the breath of air turned into a deep cough;<br \/>\nthe snow,<br \/>\nso high, the clothes line was under our feet;<br \/>\na state of emergency called and my Grandfather,<br \/>\na policeman,<br \/>\ngrabbed shovels and we all began digging him<br \/>\nout of a driveway with drifts way above our heads;<\/p>\n<p>we dug tunnels in the mounds,<br \/>\nnot even thinking that they could collapse;<br \/>\nout of school several days,<br \/>\nwe played hours on freezing weather and<br \/>\nusing socks as gloves.<\/p>\n<p>I can still feel the sting inside my bones<br \/>\nwhen I think about that blizzard<br \/>\nof a lifetime;<br \/>\nI was eleven and loved every cold,<br \/>\nblustery day\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Michellia D. Wilson 8\/13\/2016<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cold so bitter that a long draw of air would pull the cilia inside your lungs; grab a handful of these tiny hairs and pull until the breath of air turned into a deep cough; the snow, so high, the clothes line was under our&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":21,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-25021","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25021","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/21"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=25021"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25021\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":25395,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25021\/revisions\/25395"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=25021"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=25021"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=25021"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}