How well I remember Halloween 1991. The kids kept coming to the door and I kept sweeping the snow off the porch. By about 7:30 PM they stopped coming, and I gave up trying to keep the porch and stairs free of snow. By then the wind started to pick up and visibility was low. It was wet, cold and windy outside.
The kids had a lot of fun the next day. It was a Friday and everything was canceled.
We got 28, possibly 31 inches of snow that day in St. Paul.
That was the scariest Halloween ever. Happy Halloween!