You really think you know what cold is when you live in Chicago. Often times, walking to the downtown campus feels like the second ice age. But, man, that seems like sun-bathing weather now.
Twice now, I’ve gone up to cover ski jumping. And twice, I’ve transformed into a popsicle. With temps in the teens lowered further due to wind chill, investing in a portable heater seems like the only logical choice.
Too bad they don’t sell those at our local convenience store. — Chris Kwiecinski