Author s Note For three days in March 1888 a blizzard raged throughout the northeastern United States Snow and ice land from Maine buried the to Maryland Roads were closed and hundreds of passenger trains were stuck for days behind huge snowdrifts Winds some over 80 miles per hour cracked windows tore away fences roofs and signs and toppled trees and utility poles Thousands of birds fell frozen from bushes and buildings where they had huddled for shelter Miles of telephone and telegraph wires snapped under the pressure of wind ice and snow Cities and towns farms and families Were cut off from one another For a time the government in Washington D C lost all contact with the rest of the country At sea violent winds and waves damaged countless boats and sank more than two hundred of them Milton Daub was 12 years old when the storm struck He and his family lived in the Bronx a town that had become part of New York City a few years before At the time the Bronx had a small business and residential center with miles of fields and farms to the north The Daubs two story wooden frame house faced 145th Street a wide dirt road Milton 3
was the oldest of five children He had two sisters Ella and Hannah and two little brothers Maurice and Jerome This is the story of Milton Daub's adventure in that terrible storm known ever after as the Blizzard of 88 4
N D streets Monday March 12 1888 Crack The sound jolted Milton awake A howling wind rattled the window Milton jumped out of bed and pushed aside the curtains A smile lit his face Snow Snow was everywhere He saw that a giant branch had broken from the maple tree Now wind was tossing it crazily across the
