30th anniversary of a tumultuous holiday
I was at a Christmas week party when someone commented about the weather, which was cold, even for Christmas time and added that a heavy freeze was on the way.
She wasn’t wrong. But the next morning an icy mass that didn’t come from the polar north but from Texas, rumbled across the state like a stampeded cattle drive.
Christmas is traditionally a festive time where one hopes for joy and peace. By Thursday, Dec. 23, (three decades ago today) a series of events was about to take place, both locally and globally, that would have left locals breathless, except that the exhaled breath might have formed ice crystals:
By late morning that day, the city issued a directive that since the roads would be icy everyone should go home immediately. That led to thousands of people, who might have left work at their own pace, left instead at the same time.
Few were familiar with driving on ice. The entire city was locked in a traffic jam made worse by vehicles sliding off the street.
That night the temperature plunged into the twenties causing pipes to freeze throughout the region. (A personal note: To shave I had to heat a damp wash towel in the microwave.)
Meanwhile around the world there was more adventure, actually one of the biggest stories of the decade. Communism was collapsing. In Romania Nicolae Ceausescu, one of the last of the communist despots, and his wife were captured, tried and shot by a revolutionary firing squad. Fa la la.
You might think that one tyrant going down during Christmas season would suffice. Not so. In Panama, U.S. forces cornered strong man boss and drug dealer Manual Noriega, who spent Christmas week hiding in the local Vatican consulate. He was captured on Jan. 3.
Locally, on Christmas morning the most popular man in town was a plumber, if you could find on. As the temperature rose and the ice started to melt, water began to spray from all the cracked pipes.
Then there was a shocking story. On Christmas Eve former Mayor Dutch Morial died, reportedly of a heart attack. (I was visiting a relative in the hospital at the time who had suffered from heart trouble. A doctor told me that incidents of heart attacks are higher in December when the cold weather causes the heart to work harder.)
This was not a cheery Christmas at all, and it got worse. Also on that Christmas Eve, there was an explosion at an Exxon refinery in Baton Rouge. One person was killed.
At times like this we needed Christmas more than ever though this one was a little raw. There were still the trappings that the season brings, including the music – a white Christmas is desirous but not an icy gray one.
Life went on, but if there was any solace, at least we didn’t have to worry as much about communism anymore.
Maybe now there could be peace on earth. Or at least a silent night.
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