I live in Buffalo, N.Y. and, true to the stereotype, I’ve seen my share of monster storms -- notably the Blizzard of ‘77 (snow drifts up the rooftops) and the October Surprise Storm of 2006 (no power and tree-clogged streets for nearly a week).
But these pale in comparison to “The Dust Bowl,” the Depression-era, decade-long disaster that Ken Burns brings to life in his latest two-part saga. Even he was amazed at the scope of this tragedy: “It's like a chapter out of the Bible,” he said. “Could you really have locusts and dust storms like that, that actually kill children?”