I’ve been trying to find wandering classmates as the 60th anniversary of our graduation from high school looms. Not all are enthusiastic about returning to our home town in Michigan for a reunion next August. Nor am I, truth be told.
A sunny, August day in Michigan is barely warm enough for me. I’m far from alone in holding that view, as anyone with a casual knowledge of inter-State migration knows.
Take my graduating class, for example. Of the 79 living graduates whose whereabouts are known, 45 are still in Michigan; 24 are in warmer States (Arizona, California, Florida, Georgia, Kentucky, Louisiana, Mississippi, Tennessee, and Texas — moi); and 10 (inexplicably) have opted for other States at about the same latitude. In sum: 30 percent have opted for warmer climes; only 13 percent have chosen to leave a cold State for another cold State.
It would be a good thing if the world were warming a tad, as it might be.
I’m just the opposite — I love it up here in the north and can’t imagine living anywhere else. 🙂
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Someone has to live in the North. Otherwise the South would be too crowded.
I admit that I sometimes have a nostalgic longing to see, once again, a snow-covered hillside through a window, while basking in the warmth of a fire and sipping a mellow Bourbon. But the longing vanishes when it actually gets cold in Austin.
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Cold doesn’t bother me at all. The only kind of weather I can’t handle is the hot, humid, steamy kind. 🙂
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We get some of that in Austin when there’s a prevailing wind from the Gulf of Mexico in the summer. But it’s not nearly as bad as the swamp-like D.C. area, where I sweltered for 40 summers.
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So D.C. really is hell? For some reason that doesn’t surprise me. I’ll stick with Wisconsin.
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