1983: “The Coldest Christmas Ever”

Christmas of 1983 was the coldest one on record for much of North America. Learn more about the Christmas cold wave!

Whether or not you’re dreaming of a white Christmas this year, chances are you’d rather do without sub-zero temperatures on the big day. With January and February traditionally bringing the coldest temperatures of the year, Christmas day tends to be relatively mild in much of the country. In fact, the much-heralded white Christmas is little more than a pipe dream for the vast majority of the continental U.S.

The Coldest Christmas Ever

But in 1983, the nation’s cold weather lovers got a little more than they bargained for. Overall, the 1980s dished out some of the coldest Decembers on record, but 1983 was king of them all, with 70% of the month colder than average over much of the country.

On Christmas Eve and Christmas day of that year, more than 125 cities east of the Rockies broke temperature records for the day, and 34 hit the record cold temperatures for the entire month of December. These punishing temperatures, which dipped below zero in many areas, were also accompanied by brutal, stinging winds. In addition, heavy snow covered the ground from the Pacific Northwest through the Great Plains and Northern Appalachians.

Havre, Montana dipped to a numbing -50°F. Chicago, where high temperatures never went higher than -10° F during the several days leading up to Christmas, reached a low of -25° F. In Sioux Falls, S.D., temperatures dropped below 0° F on December 15 and remained there for more than nine days, dropping to -23 °F over Christmas. The area also saw 60 mph winds, which brought wind chills of -70 °F. The average temperature in Minneapolis for the month of 3.7° F, the coldest on record for the city. The barometric pressure at Miles City, Mont. reached 31.42 inches, a record for the U.S. Even normally balmy Huntsville, Ala., plunged down to -1° F, while Galveston, Texas, dipped to a frosty 14° F.

Do you remember this cold Christmas? Share your story in the comments below!

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I remember Christmas Eve day! I drove to work that morning from the north side of Chicago down to The University of Chicago Hospital, and I didn’t see a single other person driving on Lake Shore Drive during my entire commute. That was very eerie! At the time, I had no idea how dangers it was for me to be out driving that morning.

Charles kingery

We went to visit our mom at St. Francis hospital in blue island Illinois the morning of Christmas 1983. We got out of the vehicle only had 100 feet to walk into the front door. Dressed to the hilt with parkas, masks before any mandates, polar gloves we bravely withstood death on our way to see our mom. Temps -25, wind sustained 30 miles per hour,gusts to 50. People thought we were ice cream when we entered. How can l forget? Never!


We were in Del Rio Texas which almost never gets snow and we had 13” one day. That Christmas, we drove to San Antonio in order to fly to DFW to be with family. Once north of the city, the landscape below looked like frozen tundra as we got closer to Dallas.

Jo Jean Knard

Here in Kansas there was no problem because we all remembered the blizzard of ’71 and everyone was prepared.


I remember 1983 very well and YES it was the coldest Christmas for central Florida. As an 11 year old it is the only “White Christmas” that I remember having in Florida. The citrus industry ran the water sprinklers for days which resulted in trees covered in ice. The bad news was that thousands of acres of orange groves were lost.


I don’t remember 1983, but I do remember 1989. Christmas Eve Eve (12/23) was 1 above in Birmingham, Alabama, and 9 above in Montgomery where I lived at the time. On Christmas Eve morning, temperatures dropped to 4 above in Birmingham and 7 above in Montgomery. I was under the weather with strep and had a 10 day shot, felt much better Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Went to a basketball game the night of 12/22 and my dad carried my across the parking lot in 6 degree weather. Brrrr…..

Lou Stoorza

I came up from Chicago for Christmas in Boscobel WI. The wind was blowing like mad and the temperatures were frigid. I stopped at a grocery store at the side side of town and the large pane glass windows were cover with thick ice. As I approached my destination between Boscobel and Blue River, I turned onto a road that I came out of an hour earlier. To my surprise (which I should not have been surprised due to the high winds), the road had drifted over and my car got stuck in the snow. As I mentioned, the wind was blowing very hard. The temperature was below zero. I got our of my warm car, walked around the back to the passenger-side rear tire and by the time I got there, my chin was numbed. This was Christmas Eve, 1983.


I didn’t exist in 1983 but I heard a story from grandparents in that time! They said it was so cold that year it was the coldest year they ever had it never snows where I live and if it does, it’s very rare and it’s sometimes cold!


December 1983. Houston, Texas.

I was living in the Montrose area. Back when there were still a lot of run down parts of Montrose. A cheap garage apartment; the sort of place that when someone went into the ground level to do laundry you could see the light go on through the floor. Pretty much zero insulation.

When I left town to go to New Orleans for a few days it was in the 60s. Pretty normal. No great internet weather forecasting then. Two strong cold fronts came through and we had record cold. 9F at one point. 91 consecutive hours below freezing. Old record was 67. For comparison, we’re looking at maybe 30 next week.

Of course, being a foolish young man I had not left any heater on. When I got back it was in the 20s inside my apartment. The toilet froze over. The warmest spot in the place was my fish tank. The heater there struggled heroically to keep the water in the upper 40s. All the tropical fish were on their sides on the bottom (luckily most suspended and survived).

It took three days of running the window unit full blast to get the toilet to flush. My parents had just gotten divorced and had no room for me. I spent the three days at brother’s in-laws house


I remember that cold cold year in Chicago in 1983. I bought a new house by working at the post office a few years earlier. I remember saying to myself I am not going to work today. Now that old saying “whether rain, or sleet, or snow the mail must go through. Although I had time on the book I was still written up. But we had a strong union so no biggie. I still remember laying in bed with my 2 then young sons. One of which is 47 yrs old. My how the time does fly. I wrote this because I live in Minnesota and currently it is a balmy -11. I use to live in California and Arizona but I missed my 4 seasons and snow. 🥶👵🏾🐶💐👋🏿

Floyd Kennedy

I had bought a new pickup truck in 1983 and drove it from Albuquerque, MN to Dallas, TX. The temperature in truck would not warm even with the heater on. When I got to Dallas they were having one of the coldest winters in 40 years. The gas supply was so depleted that has to attach mobile propane units to keep pressure up. During time in Dallas had to go under house to repair busted water pipes. So with cold temperatures and spraying water was coldest have ever been.

Judy Bernier

That Christmas of 1983 was one to remember for sure. We lived (and still do) on Lake Granbury in GranburyTexas. We live on a channel and not on the main body. It was in the teens for two weeks and the channel froze! My husband and I grew up in Chicago so when we transplanted to Texas in 1977 we brought our ice skates along with us. Never did we think we’d be ice skating on the lake! We did stay along the edges in case the ice broke. It was at least 4 inches frozen. What a blast! Our youngest daughter was a year old on
12-11-83. Our older daughters, 10 and 7, thought it was awesome “walking” on the lake. The only thing that was not so good is that we lost all of our shrubs!

Barry Stoots

I remember walking up the driveway to my grandmothers house to celebrate Christmas Eve and the wind coming across the lake was freezing my eyes. It hurt. The longest 100 yards I’ve ever walked. The weather guy was warning everyone about the -60 to -80 sustained wind chill. He also said that some of the gusts was bumping the wind chill to near the -100 below zero mark.
I remember this very distinctly but when I tell the story people scoff in disbelief. Obviously some of you have similar memories.

As a young driver I remember having put cam2 20W-50 motor oil in my jeep. Even with jumper cables on the motor wouldn’t even spin LOL. I had to build a fire in a charcoal grill and put it under the oil pan for a couple of hours. Some lessons you don’t have to learn twice.

Joe butler

We had lived in southwest Florida for one year in port Charlotte Florida. Dec 24 th 1983 That day we actually had snow flurries falling on our lawn and dock. Of course none stuck but it was a nice happening for us. The rest of the country was really struggling though.


I remember people would start their vehicles and let them run for an hour before driving, no one worried they would be stolen and wherever you went (if you dare go anywhere) you left your engine running because there was no guarantee it would’ve started again.

My son was born 11/28/83 and my family lived 90 minutes away, so I decided to stay home rather than risk the brutally cold weather with a newborn. I stuffed towels in the window sills and under the doors to try to keep cold air from seeping in. My sweet baby and I shared our day together just the two of us.

John Greve

I was in HVAC service field back then…..we worked around the clock for the three day Christmas weekend trying to keep customers homes and business’s from freezing up.This was in Milwaukee,Wi….the temps were around -20 with a howling wind that never eased up. It was the most miserable weekend of my life….never did I second guess my career choice more than on that weekend. Those weather conditions were the worst that I ever worked through in my almost 40 year career servicing HVAC units. I think back about that weekend quite often…..I’ve shared many of the stories of that weekend with my wife through the years. It was a defining weekend in my life….a real test of my character….I remember so many details as if they happened yesterday….not 37 years ago.

Susan Higgins

Wow, John, thanks for sharing! Glad you made it through.

John Greve

Thanks Susan….I’m enjoying retirement much more than that experience to be sure.🥳


The temperatures just kept falling each day, a step down pattern. Finally, just at Christmas, I looked at the thermometer outside and thought it must not be working: -52 F
We were living a couple miles away from the Havre, Mt airport where they recorded an official -50 F temperature record.
The next day we visited my brother and sister in laws house and I happen to look at the barometer. I inquired if the barometer was working and they said yes, it had been recalibrated about 2 months before. The reading was unbelievable high. I don’t remember the exact reading but I think it was right at 31.40.
I wish I had paid more attention to detail and noted the exact barometric reading. I may have been the highest ever seen in the continental US!!


We moved from Florida to Iowa that year,don’t ask me why. I was 11 and had never seen snow.It was insanely cold and we almost died we got so sick.

Jay Free

I was a senior in college in Wisconsin. We lived off campus and my car died earlier that month. Remember long walks to campus when the breath inside a scarf wrapped round my face froze my face. It was even hard to blink and the term ‘bone-chilling’ means something quite painful when it’s actually true. Come Xmas vacation, I thought I would get my car ready for a drive to O’Hare but by that time it was a two-day wait just to get a tow truck out and the car battery would refreeze before I could hook it up after leaving it inside overnight so took a bus instead. It was -50 windchill when I left (had been colder a couple days before) – and arrived in Hawaii it was 80. Not many folks have ever arrived in Hawaii to get the lei garland in Arctic gear.

Susan Higgins

Jay Free: hahaha – great story! Thanks for sharing.


Omg, I had just graduated college that winter. I was still working at a restaurant in Lincoln, NE and I came out to my car on 12.24 at 2am and it wouldn’t start and wouldn’t jump. The next morning I had it towed and found most of liquids had frozen! Had to rent a car for the holidays and eventually got mine back. Lesson learned – don’t park in an uncovered area in sub-zero weather! By the way, I also got frostbite on my ear when trying to jump my car – I was too cool for a hat. Another lesson learned!

Sandi Duncan

Ha! Weren’t we all too cool for hats and even coats! Thank goodness we learn from mistakes. Thanks for sharing your story!

Paula Glenn Lamb

Yes I was pregnant with my second child. I had been on bed rest and traveled to my aunt and uncle’s home. I was amazed at the temperature just getting from our car to their front door.


I remember being at high school wrestling practice when the wind chill was over 100 below (I believe they’ve adjusted that calculation since then). This was in St. Paul, MN. I thought it was crazy!

Susan Higgins

Patrick: wow, that’s COLD! Thanks for sharing!

Chuck Palmgren

Patrick, I remember this cold snap. At 8PM on December 23rd I left Minneapolis headed west 150 miles to pick up my mother to bring her back for Xmas Eve. I hit the halfway point and ran into a ground blizzard and the windchill was -100F. You could look up and see the moon. Straight ahead visibility was at best 15’. I was in a line of 3-4 cars crawling along at 20 mph and we kept changing places because you couldn’t last very long in the lead. About 50 miles from my destination the last car peeled off and I was the only car on the road. The local radio station was using the word “fatal” to describe what your situation was if your car stalled. I finally crept into Montevideo and got what must have been the last motel room in town. Ironically I think it was same room my groomsmen and I changed in before my wedding 17 years prior. I made the last 30 miles to pick up mom the next day. An unforgettable Christmas.


I had moved from Indiana to Austin, TX and remember going to Midnight Mass in Austin when it was 11 degrees above zero with a 35 mph wind, and a wind chill of -33F. There was a skiff of snow on the ground when I woke up the next morning with a low of +7. The high that particular Christmas day was 19. The next day we had an ice storm.

That particular Christmas in Austin was colder than ANY Christmas I’d ever spent in Indiana — up to Christmas, 1989 in Austin when the low was +4 degrees.

jack & Tina

Can’t forget the day…ever. We were in OKC, at Childrens Hospital. Our newborn (DOB 11/09/83), was born with transposition of the great vessels. He died at 5pm Xmas Day. He lived six weeks, four days, one and a half hours…he made it thru the surgery to fix the heart defect, then died of infection. The weather was so bad, and the state of Oklahoma, in its infinite wisdom, had put on a hiring freeze that affected the RNs there at the hospital, that most of the nurses slept there at work because they couldn’t get home. Wind chills were around 30 to 40 below. He died, then we made the long walk (think Sean Penn’s walk in that movie) to my dad’s pickup. We had borrowed it because our vehicle wouldn’t start in that kind of weather. It took over an hour to defrost the windows, then we started driving on I-35 to our hometown (100 miles to the north, straight up the interstate). A little less than halfway home, the pickup threw a rod (done, finished, motor kaput). This was before cell phones and my wife and I just decided to sit there and freeze to death. We didn’t care at that point. About an hour after breaking down, with windows once again froze over and no heat, and with an engine that wouldn’t start, I looked across I-35, and in the south bound lanes, I saw a pickup crossing the median. Good, I thought, maybe its carjackers and they were sent to us by God to put us out of our misery. It was my brother-in-law. He pulled up behind us, and the only words he uttered the next 60 or so miles home were: After me asking how he knew we had broke down: He states” You were overdue.” That’s it. Yes, we remember the weather all-too-well…the weather…never seen anything like it before. Now I’m sitting here on Xmas day, 2019, 36 years to the day later, waiting for the grandkids to open their presents. And yes, I always try to be by myself at exactly 5pm on this day…and our weather today, here in Stillwater, OK? 70 degress is forecast.

Melissa Bee

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Kay Holtz

i am so so sorry for your loss, even though it is so many years ago. How sad for you and your family. But how fortunate your brother-in-law had the foresight to look for you. today is the feast day of all guardian angels, and yours was indeed watching out for you. Kay Holtz


That story made me cry. Love to you and yours

Carl McCurdy

At that time there was an annual tradition of playing brass ensemble Christmas carols on a street corner in front of St Peters church in Rome Georgia. That Christmas Eve it was so cold our valves froze after 2 measures and we were unable to play. I know there are measures that brass bands up north use to counter this problem but remember this was Georgia, and just like driving on ice, we were woefully unprepared!!

Terry T

I was a sales manager at Carousel Porsche & Audi. Audi had introduced their 1st automatic transmission diesel.
The first cars came in to the dealership in early November. We delivered 18 of them between Thanksgiving and Christmas. At that time there were two types of diesel fuel, #1, a lighter weight fuel and #2, a heavier version. Un-beknownce to us, these all had the #2 fuel from the receiving port in Houston, Texas.
We received over a dozen customer calls (not very happy) that their brand new car
wouldn’t start…The diesel fuel (#2) had “gelled” due to the very low temperatures and thus would not flow to the engine. As I recall we towed in over a dozen of them to our shop to warm up the #2 fuel. After removing the fuel (we pumped it into our used oil tank
for recycling) and thinned out the remaining fuel by filling the tanks with #1.
FYI, The current diesel fuels are specially formulated for regional climate conditions.


Jeff Clark: My husband and I were married December 17, 1983 in Chicago. We had a record lows that day as well with extreme windchills! It was the happiest day of my life.


I was living in a Detroit Michigan suburb during the 1983 holidays. Visited friends for Christmas eve or Christmas, I can’t remember which. But they had a small home and each time someone would open the front door the entire front room of their house would instantly fog up to zero visibility. Sub zero air meeting the cooking heat and humidity I guess. I also remember that the brutal cold of being outside for just a few seconds was painful. I ended up moving to Phoenix Arizona a few months later. Then in 1990 it hit 122 in Phoenix. I was out shopping that day and I can still hear the sticky sounds made by car tires as they drove over the melting blacktop in the parking lot. Soon after that I moved to a more moderate climate … so now I deal with the threat of wild fires.

Susan A Little

December 24, 1983 as I remember was -70 during the night. My mother received a call from my great-aunt, that the heat was not working in our 3-story mixed use building in downtown Lemont, Illinois. She owned it and lived on the 2nd story. My mother, pharmacist brother, and I ran the pharmacy on the 1st floor.
Sure enough, after walking a block, we discovered that the boiler had went out. We had to transport the dear aunt to our home. All the tenants (4) were instructed to go stay elsewhere and we would provide payment. Also, they were told to not run any water or flush toilets. One tenant did not listen and flushed her toilet and cracked it. Oh well.
For 3 days, in order to work in the drugstore we had no heat and worked in our winter jackets. That was a very costly boiler to replace. What a memory! Sue Little

Susan A Little

I enjoyed reading about 12-24-83. I do not understand where I would type up “my story” from that date.

Susan Higgins

Hi Susan, right where you posted this comment you can share your story! We’d love to hear it!

Tracy Cook

We were living in Texas in 1983 & went to Kentucky for Christmas to see our families. It was really cold & dark when we got to KY so we only took what was necessary for overnight inside. The next morning we got the rest of our stuff out of the car & our shampoo was froze solid. We had just purchased our first home & moved into it in December. We were so worried because we kept hearing about how cold it was in Texas & so many people were having busted water lines. Thankfully when we got back to Texas ours had not busted.

Jeff Clark

My wife and I were married December 17, 1983 in northern Indiana. We had a record low that day of -15 with a wind chill of -50 to -80! Photos of us coming out of the church look like we’re shouting for joy but really we were screaming at the cold! LOL

Susan Higgins

Jeff Clark, hahaha thanks for sharing!


We left Dallas/Fort Worth a few days before Christmas to drive to Colorado Springs where my mother was. There was an ice storm coming into DFW and we knew we would be stuck if we didn’t get out of there. Little did we know we were heading right into a west TX blizzard in our little Datsun 210 hatchback. We were out in the middle of no where on highways heading to Amarillo and saw no traffic anywhere. We could have run off the road and never been found. We kept going to Amarillo and it was snowing hard there but like dummies we kept going. Got to Raton, NM around midnight and called my mom who was frantic! Drove in the next day to Colorado Springs – the snow had stopped by then. When you are young, you do dumb things sometimes. I would never do that now at my age!!!

Susan Higgins

Hi Cathy! The old Datsun 210 Hatchback! I remember that car! Glad you made it safely. That was quite a storm!

William Wells

My family and I spent Christmas of 1983 in the Atlanta, Georgia area. We had planned an extended family meal at our home. We had warning of an exceptionally cold night for Georgia- -below zero. As bedtime approached on Christmas Eve, it occurred that I might need to leave some water running to keep the plumbing from freezing. I went to the master bath and turned on a faucet- -too late, the plumbing was already frozen! I had visions of broken pipes everywhere, dreaded the morning. When morning came, I crawled under the house with my trusty propane torch, thinking I might be able to thaw a pipe enough to get some water moving. No luck. Headed out to a rental place and picked up a 135,000 btu space heater. I pulled it under the house and fired it up. In about 15 minutes, water began to flow throughout the house with NO broken pipes! A miracle? My neighbors were not so fortunate, a pipe broke in the ceiling over their game room, dumping on their pool table. All day Christmas, a local station was playing Christmas music and interspersing some interesting stories from Christmases past. At every news break, they gave the temperature- -it was stuck at 4° for all of Christmas Day. I don’t recall the overnight low temperature but it was well below zero, very uncommon for Georgia. I had experienced colder temperatures in Buffalo, NY, but it was expected there and people were better prepared to deal with it.

M.L. Sherman

I chose that week in 1983 to move back to Michigan from the coast of Maine. I left Bar Harbor early in the afternoon, Dec. 21, my old Ford pickup loaded with all my stuff and got into heavy wet snow around Augusta, Maine, and by the time I got to the Kittery Bridge at the New Hampshire border it had turned to slush…almost drove sideways through the toll booth trying to stop and throw coins in the basket! From there I drove through rain and rising temps.in Conn, and stopped at the Pa. border to sleep at a rest stop for a few hours. I woke to someone tapping on the window, telling me I had to move because they needed to plow the parking lot…I remember being shocked at how cold and crunchy it was…within 2 hours the temp had gone from 50 to about 25. I tried to get a decent weather report in order to figure out which road to take…90 across the lower part of NY state, heading toward Erie and Cleveland? Or 80, going to Youngstown, Ohio…I decided on 80 and drove about 40mph all across Pa in windy, snowy, fog-like conditions, where even in my old heavy pickup the wind gusts could shove me over into the other lane. I got to Youngstown, Ohio the following afternoon and that’s where the real fun began! The wind increased, temps decreased and there was an icy fog…felt as if I was crossing a Tundra region. I couldn’t drive any faster than 30mph or would risk joining cars that had spun out to my right, beyond the shoulder, and were to the left, on or in the median and I swear that every river bridge was blocked by a jack-knifed 18 wheeler. When I stopped at the turnpike reststops I left the truck running…didn’t dare turn the truck off for fear that it might not start again..it was getting to 0° with that horrific windchill, plus I had my cat bundled in a blanket on the seat with me. The reststops were almost out of food…they did have coffee, though, so I drove on. I got into Mich. before midnight on the 22nd, teeth chattering I was so cold, and headed straight up 127 to Jackson, thinking if I could get there I could stop at a bar to get a shot of tequilla to warm up for the last 30 miles to Lansing. I pulled into my parents’ driveway at about 3 a.m. on the 23rd. I have never traveled in such treatcherous weather in my life!


I was just 18 in 1983 and had just recently. Moved to Port lavaca Texas and was working different jobs and staying with my dad and brother when xmas was coming up my dad asked d if we wanted to go home to Ohio for Christmas when we left Port Lavaca i want to say on Dec 23. At approximately 9:30pm the temperature. Was in the low to mid 60s. And buy 8:00 am the bay was froze over according to my step mother and buy the time we hit the Tennessee State line I had put on thermal long johns a coat and wrapped up in 2 or 3 blankets the wind was blowing straight at us most of the time .the wind speed was 50-60 Mph with gusts up to 80 mph. The wind chill sitting still was about 50 to 60. Below zero .It was so cold we put two pieces. Of cardboard in front of the radiator. And about four bottles per tank of gas of stuff called heat to keep the fule lines from freezing up. And when we finally. Made it to my home town in central Ohio my dad had to help me pull my boots free of the carpet in the floor board of the truck because they had froze to the floor it tore some of the carpet fibers from the carpet I now live in California and hope to god that i will never get that cold agian


I was just 18 in 1983 and had just recently. Moved to Port lavaca Texas and was working different jobs and staying with my dad and brother when xmas was coming up my dad asked d if we wanted to go home to Ohio for Christmas when we left Port Lavaca i want to say on Dec 23. At approximately 9:30pm the temperature. Was in the low to mid 60s. And buy 8:00 am the bay was froze over according to my step mother and buy the time we hit the Tennessee State line I had put on thermal long johns a coat and wrapped up in 2 or 3 blankets the wind was blowing straight at us most of the time .the wind speed was 50-60 Mph with gusts up to 80 mph. The wind chill sitting still was about 50 to 60. Below zero .It was so cold we put two pieces. Of cardboard in frount of the radiator. And about four bottles per tank of gas of stuff called heat to keep the fule lines from freezing up. And when we finally. Made it to my home town in central Ohio my dad had to help me pull my boots free of the carpet in the floor board of the truck because they had froze to the floor it tore some of the carpet fibers from the carpet I now live in California and hope to god that i will never get that cold agian

A. Carey

My dad lost his Florida orange crop in Crescent City in the “Freeze of ‘83”

Our yearly trips to Florida were never the same after that. Before that, we would go to Florida every summer and sometimes during winter break to hang out with our cousins and aunts and uncles and pick oranges and ferns. In the winter, the orange trees would produce “navel oranges” – large, deliciously sweet, seedless oranges, better than anything you could buy in a supermarket in New Orleans.

It sure would have been nice to save those orange groves. Dad told us that he didn’t want to invest in new groves because it would take 7 years to see the results and you had to worry about another freeze. He was right, there was another freeze in 1985


I remember Christmas 1983 well! My mom was working down Atlantic City at the casino. Had to see the ocean on such a cold day. Wow! The beach had ice banks on it!

Pat Reed

Christmas Day was the only time in all my years of delivering newspapers that I couldn’t go because neither of my trucks would start due to the cold. Brrrrrr….


I never want a white Christmas!!! In fact, I want no snow at all! I am not a cold weather fan! But I do remember that super cold Christmas in the 1983!! Man, I can do without a repeat of that!!


I was only 4 but I also remember it well, my mother was pregnant with my sister and went into labor christmas night. She gave birth at home. Snow was so deep paramedics had to walk a block to get to the apartment

Sharon Beaumont

Remember it well! I was pregnant and due in January! I could not get my coat closed! Boy was it cold! Baby born during ice storm warning! Next baby was due in August 86


I remember my radiator froze …’83 was cold


The winter of 2013 – 2014 in Michigan was pure hell. We had the coldest temps on the PLANET – record breaking cold. Just thought you should know.

Eddi Scott

I ventured out shopping for Christmas presents for my children, I was 81/2 months pregnant.


I just noticed this article. There was no mention of the record-breaking temperatures in Michigan that day, but something else happened that was worse. I’ve lived in Michigan most of my adult life, and I’ve driven through what most people call “whiteouts” many times. But nothing compares to Christmas Eve, 1983.

I had to drive from Chicago to Grand Rapids. It usually takes about 3.5 hours. I made it to the Michigan border in record time and then it started to blizzard. The next several hours were the worst I’ve ever driven in. The lakeshore gets a lot of “lake effect” snow, but this was horrifying. You couldn’t see. By the time you saw someone, it was too late. I was crawling along and almost every time I saw a car ahead, it would start weaving and go off the side of the road. I thought about pulling over to wait it out but every time I gently touched the brakes, I would start to slide. Also, I had no idea where I was the entire time because you could see no signs, no lights, no exits. And I didn’t want to be sitting on the side of the road for someone to hit. And most of all, it was below zero outside but I couldn’t just sit and run the engine. I had no idea how long it was going to last and if something did happen, the rescue vehicles had so many other accidents to clean up.

When the freeway started to turn inland, I noticed a huge difference. It turned into a regular bad blizzard, but you could see exit signs and lights. You still couldn’t see far in front but at least if you car lights, it wasn’t a dire situation.

I have yet to talk to anyone that drove on that freeway that night (94 north to 196 to Grand Rapids), Christmas Eve, 1983. It took me 8 hours to get from the Michigan border to Grand Rapids.

Amy Kirk

I remember that Christmas, I had a new baby, my furnace went out , and the wind chill factor in Chicago was -60F


I remember the Christmas Day 1983 freeze very well. It was my grandfather’s last. We lived in Fl. and it never got over 38 for the high as I remember. He wanted my wood heater going non-stop. And I did keep it going. He died the following June and as I remember back, he enjoyed my fire that day so much. He kept his chair by it all afternoon. So I have fond memories of it.


I remember December 1983 very well. I moved to Daytona Beach, FL just 4 years later. I grew up in northwestern Virginia near Charlottesville and boy!! It was FRIGID! Daytime highs were below 10 degrees for atleast a week in a row and on Christmas it was the coldest. Temps fell below 0 and according to the historic data lows were at -11 degrees and snowstorms battered my area that winter. Thats one of the reasons why
I moved to Florida.. I was FED UP with the Virginia winters. I saw enough snow and ice living in the mid atlantic so I was gone by 1987. Mark my words, it gets cold in Florida. The other day we had temps in the upper 20s and lower 30s for overnight lows and wind chill advisories were posted. Back in 2010 we had a coating of snow and 2011 we had a dusting too. Even in sunny Florida old man winter will find you! You have to go way down to Miami to escape the cold completely

Deborah Lee

1983 was the year I got divorced and ended up having no blankets. Even here in Florida, it was cold. You know what I asked Santa Claus for that year!!

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