Renig,

When I was young like you I lived in Spokane, Washington, winter's were nasty, and the first year I lived there we had 100 inches of snow in the center of town. It was a beautiful part of the world from May through October, but when winter arrived and temperatures frequently went well below zero, I knew I was a southern boy at heart. I only lasted three years in the frozen north and was smart enough to head south. Now that I'm old, any temperature less than 75 is the dead of winter.

Gary

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