My kids are 6, the same age I was in the Blizzard of '78. Obviously, their view of the storms is very different from mine, considering that they just get to build snowmen, sled, etc. I remember in 1978 the snow coming up to my chin, the neighbor's dog chasing me around the yard, "helping" my father shovel snow, etc. As the grown up now, I've seen how devastating the storm can be, but appreciate how much my parents shielded me from "the real world." I hope my kids are able to have great memories of this winter 36 years from now.