Single digits cold. No snow. Just a fire, icicles and cherry red noses.
I remember about 29 years ago it was cold like this. We were married maybe 6 months and moved to the Midwest for my husbands job, and I started a new job in local hospital. We were only beginning to meet people and learn where the roads took us. My husband was gone for 4 days on some sort of training class. I woke up to news of record setting freezing temps. The schools were closed, because the buses couldn't run. I went out to my car at 6:15 am to drive to work. The key would not open the door because it was frozen, but eventually I wiggled it enough to open it. But no amount of wiggling was going to start that college beet up car. It was too cold. Wouldn't even turn over. So I went back inside and called the nursing supervisor who told me no worries the state police will be over in 10 minutes to pick me up. I guess I thanked her? He was there in 10 minutes in a warm toasty car and he chauffeured me to the hospital and pleasantly dropped me off. Then at 2:45 as I was wrapping up my shift, it dawned on me I didn't have a ride back to my apartment. The police were no longer available. And that is how conspiracy theories get their start.