In 08, I lived in a 3 family in Clinton, Ma. I remember reading the disco the night before (pre-lurker days) and there was not a warning for significant ice, they were calling for a glaze. I got up at 5, did my usual routine and went out to start the car to find a nice candy shell on it. Driveway was a skating rink, but I managed to get out and started my commute down the hill towards Bolton. I came upon three cars at a dead stop in the middle of the road and thought, “what the hell are these a-holes doing!” All of the sudden, they all started backing up like madmen, and I saw the tree falling into the road. It was eerily beautiful, like a crystal chandelier, but I quickly joined in the reverse parade. I did a u-turn to take a different route, but no matter which road I went down, there was no way through. At that point, I started heading back home, dodging limbs that were falling in real-time all around me. I finally got home, my wife asked me what was going on and I told her it was like a war zone outside.
I then called my boss, who was in N. Reading to explain that I couldn’t make it to work. He was pretty PI$$ed off, because it was plain rain up his way. I told him to turn on the news and call me back. After about ten minutes, he called me and just said, “wow, we’re gonna be busy”. I was a residential electrician at the time.
After sunrise, I watched from our third floor bedroom window as massive pines were being decimated one after another. I then told my wife I wanted to go outside and watch. As soon as I got to the end of the driveway, a huge oak split in two and took out two telephone poles on my street. I ran back inside before the wires could even hit the ground.
absolutley insane seeing the trees bent all the way to the ground. We only lost power for about 4 hours, because we shared the same feeder as the hospital, but the rest of town was out for a week!