Tales of the Tides: Betty Feyel
We tried to keep everything as normal as possible. My husband and I had friends over to play cards. They were interesting friends from the Jolly Roger – it was Johnny and Ramona Moore. The winds came...
View ArticleTales of the Tides: Wendy Cohn
I was 5 years old and we lived on Quincy Avenue and the beach in Margate. I went to bed and it was dark and rainy. When we awoke, the ocean was coming down the block and the water was up to our front...
View ArticleTales of the Tides: Jeanne Holbrook
I lived in Ventnor Heights and remember the ’62 storm very well. I was 14 years old and lived with my parents, Harry and Virginia Bickel, grandparents and brother on North Suffolk Avenue in the house...
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Donna Cramer remembers the storm in Margate
My sister, Debbie Smith, and I grew up in Margate on the 300 block of Argyle Avenue, between the ocean and the bay. Our maiden name was Levy. I was 6 at the time and my sister was 9. We vividly...
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Tales of the Tides: Turner
I was 20 at the time of the storm and living in Pleasantville. I was a newlywed with my husband, George. We were married in January, and the storm was in March. We were living in Glendale Manor...
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Tales of the Tides: Fadigan
I was 24 at the time of the storm, living in Atlantic City with my husband and daughter. We lived at the corner of Atlantic and Maine avenues in a big white apartment building in a middle section. My...
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Tales of the Tides: Savarese
I moved to the United States in January of ’61 to Brooklyn from Sorrento, Italy. I was 21 at the time, and I took the bus down to Atlantic City in October of ’61. The storm happened in March.
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Putting knowledge to work to protect our coast
Stewart Farrell, PhD, director the Richard Stockton Coastal Research Center in Port Republic, provided the following commentary on what the March 1962 storm means to us today as it relates to the...
View Article‘We were all caught by surprise’
WILDWOOD CREST— On the first morning of the storm we attempted to ride from the Crest up Pacific Avenue to Wildwood High School, but Pacific Avenue was flooded. We turned around and the lower end of...
View ArticleTales of the Tides: Borenstein
The apartment building at 100 South Providence Ave. in Atlantic City, constructed by my great-grandparents in 1916, endured its first brush with Mother Nature during the March 1962 storm.
View ArticleTales of the Tides: Armenia
We had been living in Avalon for about two years at the time, having moved here from Brooklyn, N.Y., in 1960. At the time of the storm I was 12. My dad was a painting contractor who was known in the...
View ArticleRiding out the storm by the Mayflower pool
I was 13, and it was my sister's 17th birthday. We did not go to school that day – I do not remember why, either the birthday or the storm. My mother was worried about flying debris because the winds...
View ArticleTales of the Tides: Skip Broomall
I was 6 years old with the measles; the curtains were pulled down in those days, so I was unable at first to look out the window. We lived in the Venice Park section of Atlantic City on Madison Avenue,...
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