Anyone here experience the November 1965 Blackout ?

I was around but don't remember it. I do remember the one in 1977 though.



Cat

:D :D :D :DNyet,I was only 7 months old when it happened,but some of my relatives may have been in it.I wonder if anyone here could claim to be the RESULT of it,LOL ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;)Cheers! :o :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-*

What was the exact date of it?  I was in NY at the World Fair during the Summer of '65, but I was a little tyke.  May have been there during the blackout but wouldn't have cared anyway.

Sorry I'm responding so late, but I just discovered this site.  (Love the allusion of your username, by the way--one of my favorite episodes.)  I remember it well--was waiting for my mom to come home from work.  When she didn't and my transistor said NYCs lights were out (we lived in NJ), I ran up the street.  I could see across to the NY side from there, near where the Tappan Zee bridge is now.  It was eerie, totally dark, and my teenage brain thought and then rejected that we were either being attacked by the Russians (I never was really afraid of them) or by aliens.  Ah, innocence.

I remember it well. I think it was early November. My Dad was out of town, and we lost power during the dinner hour. Mom was making supper (around 6pm seems right). She had a splitting headache and went to lie down on the couch. My sister and I got in trouble because we were horsing around and driving her crazy.

In 1975 for the 10th anniversary, a local radio station in Conn. (where I was living at the time) had a "where were you when the lights went out?" call-in show. The one I remember was this guy (who was a kid at the time of the blackout) got in trouble because his parents thought he was playing with the circuit brakers. I don't recall what he said about when they found out that the blackout wasn't his fault.  :-[  Don't you hate when that happens?  ;)



Cat

I was in my sophomore year at Columbia, 116th street and Broadway. Like everyone else, we thought it a local power failure. The Columbia guys went into a 1960s spontaneous college riot mode, a "panty raid" if you can imagine that. Mob marched on Barnard, the girl's school, blocking the street and yelling "throw your panties down" (Jesus, I haven't thought of this in thirty years) I remember a guy shouting and playing a radio saying "Stop! Stop! It's an emergency, the whole city is out." i remember the mob going silent, listening to this guy, like when Kennedy was shot, him holding the radio. Night fell and we saw the stars came out over NYC, all of them, for the first time in a hundred years. Frightening, a bit. I walked to 42 nd to see it without lights. Flickering gold lights in all the windows of the dark buildings as we walked down Broadway. People swapping bottles in the streets, good natured.  The bad guys were caught off guard-- no riots, so many girls got pregnant that nine months later there was a surge at the hospital. My friend Bob P's wife had a child that way. Wow-- he's 39!