I was a senior in high school. They let us out early to get home before the storm. I made it to my brothers house and drank beer for a few days with him. When I made it home I remember walking over snow drifts and tripping over phone and power lines. The drifts were 25 to 30 feet high. The base depth was at least 8 feet deep, street signs barely poked above the snow level. Our house was completely covered, you could walk over top the house on the snow. It was great, off school for two weeks.