The 1936 North American cold wave ranks among the most intense cold waves of the 1930s. The states of the Midwest United States were hit the hardest. February 1936 was one of the coldest months recorded in the Midwest. The states of North Dakota, South Dakota, and Minnesota saw their coldest month on record. What was so significant about this cold wave was that the 1930s had some of the mildest winters in the US history. In addition to one of the coldest winters in the 1930s, the cold wave was followed by one of the warmest summers on record, the 1936 North American heat wave.
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