I used to be tough. I could weather a heat wave barely breaking a sweat. Sure, summertime meant a small degree of discomfort, but it was eclipsed by fourth of July fireworks, barbecues, and afternoons at the outdoor pool. It meant fun, freedom and adventure; it was a season to look forward to, and being hot was just part of the experience. . .
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Published on May 18, 2017 09:59