A white Christmas
was not exactly a common thing in the Mayo, Maryland region where I grew up. I remembered there was
a Christmas sometime when I was around 12 or 13 years old when our family was at my Grandmother's house
for dinner when it unexpectedly began snowing in the late afternoon. It happened to be the same year
that I received my Cox Sky Copter free flight
helicopter, which I recall being outside trying to get the darned Cox .020 engine started in the cold.
I had brought it with me from home since it was my prized gift for the year, and I couldn't wait until
the day after to send it skyward on its maiden flight.
As we were eating dinner, everyone was talking about the snow piling up outside, and wondering when
we should leave before the roads got too slick for safe travel. My parents' Rambler didn't to too well
in snow, especially on the typically near-treadless recapped tires that it sported. As I recall, we
left slightly after it was safe to go, and it was an exciting 5-mile drive to 114 River Road in
Since I have a paid subscription to the Newspapers.com website, I decided to check out the December
26th editions for the late 1960s and sure enough, it was Christmas of 1969. The hyperlink for the two
screen shots is a PDF version of all 20 pages of the Christmas Eve edition (December
24, 1969), and the front page of the day after Christmas (December 26,
1969) that reported on the snowstorm. According to the story, that 5" was "The heaviest Christmas
Day snowfall ever recorded at Friendship International Airport" (today it is
called Baltimore-Washington International Airport, BWI). Enjoy!
Posted October 1, 2016