It's hard to believe that with temperatures in the 50's all week and the mid-50's today, that 27 years ago, we were experiencing the Blizzard of '93. The date was March 12th, 1993 and it's a day that most of us won't forget where we were when it blew through town. It was life-changing for me but not in the way that you might suspect.

Friday, March 11th, I went to the Black Crowes concert at Mansfield University with some friends. The next day (3/12/93), I was moving to Nashville to start a new chapter in my life. Instead of making the 14-hour drive, I was snowed in at a friend's place in Warren Center, Pa.

I spent the weekend at my friend's cabin...Ok, it was more like a trailer. We passed the time by playing cards, listening to music and shooting guns INSIDE...Relax, it was only a BB gun in the cabin (trailer) and no one lived nearby.

On Monday, the snowplows had a chance to get me out and then I made my trip to Nashville. I was going to continue my radio career there but I ended up only staying for 9 months before moving back home.

Why? That's a story for another day but you are more than welcome to ask me anytime. It was before there was a professional football or hockey team there and I often wonder if I would still be there and what I would be doing. I'd like to see into a crystal ball but I'm happy here now.

I look at it this way. I wouldn't have been at 98.1 the Hawk for the last 25 plus years and doing the morning show for the past 20. I wouldn't have known Tara, Riley, and Devon. I would say that overall, it worked out well.

So what were you doing 27 years ago?