On the snow day in '67, I have some updated information. First Rowe St was off off Thorn St and was a cul-de-sac. I lived at the corner of Thorn and Rowe from when the houses were built to the fall of '63. You can see the back of my house on the right side of the street from where the video was taken. It looks like the video spot was next door to Leonard West's house (first house in on the left), you can see the driveway and a utility pole. He was a year behind me at Crawford. Really don't remember any one else on Rowe as it was a few days ago. The house you see across Thorn from my house belonged to Mrs. Shannon who was a professor at SDSC. A bunch of us used to play touch football on Rowe just off Thorn. I lived at 6170 Thorn during that time. Thorn backed up against the Naval Radio station as you see one of the towers in the video. My brother climbed the one in the picture, but was caught. Never tried it again. Most of the people I hung out with were several blocks west on and off Thorn, such as Don Tiedmond, Bill Center, Gary Maloy, Mike Kuttich, Dan Riley and Lenoard. Most were gone by '67 with the family maybe still there. Don't know who the lady was but I'm sure she was there during my time. Very few houses were sold around that area -- Terry Baugher ’62

I just had to comment on the day it snowed.  I was working as a secretary at an office on El Cajon Blvd. and I went to the post office to get the mail.  All of a sudden it started to snow.  Some people were walking around in Bermuda shorts and everyone looked stunned and confused when it started to snow.   It was such an odd thing to happen I'll never forget it -- Julie Hall Royal ’65

I remember the day it snowed!  I also remember that I was wearing sandals to school.  I think I was in 8th grade at Horace Mann and it was the coolest day (no pun intended) ever!  We were all running around trying to catch the snow.  I never saw real snow until I was 22 years old and it still amazes me every time I see it! Thanks for the memory -- Debbie Rogers Park ’72

My memory of the day it snowed in San Diego revolved around one of the ladies in my class at San Diego State. We were finishing up our Teaching Credentials and all we had to do was get up in front of a class and teach it -- with our professor sitting quietly in the back. I had Ross Metcalfe’s class at Crawford and I suppose it went OK. The lady in question, whose name I’ve forgotten, was a nervous wreck. The next day I asked her how it went. She said she introduced herself, heard someone yell “Hey. It’s snowing”, and watched helplessly as the classroom emptied -- John Fry ’62