I moved to DC in 1992 so I missed all except the 4th term of Marion Barry (one was enough). The image which sticks in my head is from the snowstorm of 1996, when most streets were still not plowed for over a week and Washingtonians struggled to dig out. While walking through my Capitol Hill neighborhood I saw a sign someone had planted on top of one of the 10-foot snow mounds. It read “Mount Barry”.
