I am a Northerner

A professor once told me that the older you get, the less you like being in the rain. My Mother-In-Law told me that the older you get, the less you like fast food. But no one has ever told me that the older you get, the less you like the heat. We usually hold that the opposite is true, right? Where do senior citizens retire to? Not the Yukon, that’s for sure. They go to Florida. They go to Georgia. They go to Texas. Besides Nascar, these states all have one thing in common: warmth. Hot winters. Abundant sunshine. Hurricanes. The smell of conch shells, which is due in part to these states using beach debris to thicken up their pavement as seen here, also here.

While we’re not here to talk about shells, we are here to talk about heat. It’s going to hit 90 degrees (Fahrenheit) in south-central Michigan today. 90 degrees in the shade is like 90 degrees (celsius) in the sun. For some reason, this makes me nervous. I think that can be attributed, though, to the fear of abundant sweating and/or bursting into flames. You’d think the sweat would put the fire out, but no.
So here’s my thesis: the older I get, the less I like the heat. We’re headed up to Mackinaw City next week, where it will probably peak in the upper 60’s. I can’t wait. I’ll feel so young.

About radamdavidson

When I'm not blogging, I'm hanging out with my family, pastoring a church, or listening to vinyl. I think and write about Jesus, music, communication, organizational leadership, family whatnot, and cultural artifacts from the 1980's -- mostly vintage boomboxes. You can read my blog at www.radamdavidson.com, watch [RadCast], a daily 3 minute video devotional, or find me on socials (@radamdavidson). I also help Pastors in their preaching and public speaking (www.CoachMyPreaching.com).
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