A myth perpetuated by those outside of Denver is that it snows here constantly and we ski to work and school daily. In reality we see far less snow than the mid-west and the sun shines on us year round. Occasionally, we do get a snowstorm and some of us head to the slopes while the rest of us (myself included) bundle up and refuse to leave our warm beds. Even when we get a heavy snow we have snow plows, snow blowers, and twitter to keep us up to date on the conditions. Imagine living during the largest snowstorm in Denver history in 1913 when 40 inches blanketed the streets. In the clippings file for the snowstorm of 1913 I found articles about tragedy and worry, but I also found many articles about the citizens of Denver helping each other and I even found an article about a snowstorm romance. I also found a short report of how great the parties were for those stuck overnight in the downtown area. From an article printed later in Empire: "But the parties!" he exclaimed with enthusiasm. "The girls!"
While digging though the clippings file for the storm of 1913 I found article after article detailing how Denverites were helping each other through the storm. Staffs of the Rocky Mountain News and The Denver Times organized relief effort after many people called the newsrooms reporting need. The Rocky Mountain news reported volunteers shoveling the train tracks across Denver so people could get back home to their families. Gloves were donated by the Rocky Mountain Glove Co. The elite in Denver quickly organized a party in the lounge of the Hesse Hotel to raise money to help those hurt by the storm. The President of the Colorado Women's College trudged through the snow to the Montclair Institution to deliver food, as did "twelve men on snowshoes dragging a rough sled" to bring food to the Agnes Memorial sanitarium. I hope if we have a storm like this again, modern Coloradans would lend as much help.