Our wedding day was Sat. January 28, 1978...
Mom told me to call Murray (my DH) in Michigan and tell him a storm was coming - he better come to Cleveland, (Ohio) earlier than planned. Good thing..because after the 26th - the roads were closed for four days. He hadn't picked up his wedding band - but, he came. The snow started and the worst winter storm in Ohio's history began. Soon all the roads and airport were closed. My sister got in on the last flight that came into the airport for three days.
Murray and I had to get our marriage liscence in downtown Cleveland. It was the only thing open in the city and only till noon. What should have taken 45 minutes - took four hours. We got there at 11:55 and got the liscense. On the ride down, nerves were beginning to get frazzled. Murray and I seemed like an unlikely couple to be wed - as we screamed at each. Murray said he wouldn't get married without his mother getting to Ohio. I screamed back sarcastically - that of course, I had planned all this. The arguing continued and I cried.
The rehearsal dinner was cancelled - who ever was around - we did go to the restauarant in my mom's apartment. I swear she tried to keep us plied with alchol. My sister - who didn't smoke - was smoking! I cried.
The day of the wedding, my dad's nerves got to him. While shaving he sliced his face open. After an hour he got it to stop - but, wore two large bandaids on his face for the next day. Mom was in charage of my wedding band - she couldn't find it that day - we never ever found it. I cried.
Finally, one lane of the interstate opened from Columbus, Oh. Murray's mom, dad, brother, SIL, siter got to the hotel with 40 minutes to spare.
Now on to the wedding - wrong flowers (couldn't get what I wanted in), only a handful of people attended, wrong food (had to use what they had on stock), dad picked up a bowling banquet cake from the grocery (bakery never opened), the clergyman did the wrong service (he had two weddings to do that night & he did the other's service) , and I was a wreck and afterwards I cried.
The next day all the roads except one were closed. Murray and I were to go to a lovely cabin in upper Michigan - but, the roads were closed except one. So we went to Columbus. I was crying. That morning a liquor saleman said we all derserved something for getting married during a blizzard and he passed out fifth's of wiskey and bourbon to who ever wanted them.
Murray and I went to a B&B for one night outside of Columbus as our honeymoon. I cried - Murray drank scotch in the claw footed bathtub.
So wrong everything, no one came, no rings, no honeymoon and lots of tears...we headed back to Michigan with 20 foot drifts off snow plowed on each side of the road.
It's thirty years now since one of the very worst times in my life. Terrible wedding - we celebrate 30 years this weekend.
For many years I couldn't even talk about it. I am telling this story because sometimes it's all the way we look at things - perspective. Time heals so much. Now it's a funny story.
http://www.ohiohistory.org/etcetera/...8_blizzard.htm
OT - Blizzard of 1978 - Ohio/Midwest
Everything was shutdown for over a week. No work & I had a blast! 30 years later...that storm would NOT be fun! 
Brings back memories
I remember that blizzard well. We lived in a mobile home in Marion, Ohio at the time. We had been out and while driving home we got stuck in a drift. A car stopped and took us home but when we woke up the next morning, the snow had drifted to the top of the mobile home and blocked us in. I had never seen so much snow in my life and haven't since. :-) 