My dad took me to see the houses getting washed out to sea during the nor'easter. We lived on ACK. I'll never forget the waves. The air smelled of the sea. Downtown was impassable in spots, very much like it was during the No Name Storm, or the Perfect Storm as it is now known. My mom wanted to kill him for taking me so close to the breakers (I was 4.) We recorded it in the storm album, which he maintains to this day. He said of the December 1992 nor'easter that it reminded him of the March 30th 1984 storm. He was in the coast guard then and he went to go check on Great Point Light. The Galls, a tombolo which connects Great Point with the rest of Nantucket were breached and he had to time the waves. They were breached in 1991 and this storm. Here is a picture of Great Point right after the 1984 storm:
The Storm of the Century in 1993 gave us 75 mph winds and officially 2 inches of snow, but dad and I recorded 7 inches in the parking lot of RB Corcoran and our apartment. My theory on the 2 inches is because it was measured at the airport, which is on a broad open plain and the wind whipped everything away.