Well sir, sometimes, one has to eat his own words, or at the least take a bite out of ’em.
That’s what I’ve been doing this week, thanks to the plunging thermometer.
Now, I gotta admit this “Remember when” stuff is a rehash of days long gone by.
You remember? We were young. Life wasn't so complicated and folks didn’t jump off the deep end over things of little or no consequence.
Bless Pete, when the weather got cold, I slipped on flannel pajamas and crawled down beneath that double wool blanket to stay warm.