Many, many years ago I worked in Saint Johns, Newfoundland
during the month of December. I thought I would freeze to death, and when I got back to town everyone in the local bar was saying how mild the winter was that year. My idea of winter changed over the years, the older I got the colder I got, and the only snow-white substance I want to see during the dead of winter is the sand beneath the palm trees in the lower, Florida
At 71 years of age I have developed a new rule
- "Never expose your body to a temperature lower than your age!" 71 degrees f seems just about right to me.