An excerpt form the book The Blizzard of '88 by Mary Cable ISBN 689115911, a book about the huge blizzard that hit the east coast in 1888. "On the whole small town and country people fared better, even in 50 inches of snow, than those in big cities. They were not at the mercy of a system out of control but could deal individually with the storm as they had been taught to do by parents and grandparents. If they were provident and prudent they had ample food put away in the cellar: biins of potatoes and turnips and flour; meat hanging on hooks or salted port in barrels; stacked jars of preserved fruits and vegetables; and plenty of dandelion wine and apple cider. They could stay put until the weather lifted. They were also well supplied with heavy clothing and boots and sometimes, snowshoes; and the woodshed would be sacked with firewood. Even in a farmhouse completely buried with snow, a family could survive for days in a dim twilight, receiving fresh air only through the chimneys. A pig farmer in Tidewater Virginia, finding the ground floor of his house flooded, took his pigs and his wife upstairs, and together they sat out the storm. Unless someone was in need of a doctor, or the roof blew off, the chief concern of country people was to maintain a path to the barn so the could feed and water the stock. Naer Mahopac Falls NY, a farmwife, whose husband was laid up in bed and whose children were too young to help, cut steps in one side of a big snowdrift that lay between the barn and the house. She climbed up that side and rolled down the other, and so was able to reach her 27 cows night and morning all through the blizzard."