Never thought it would happen but I actually made it to Barrett Jackson today and saw the cars and the tents and a lot of people. Everyone in Phoenix is whining about how cold it is. It's should be below 0 at home in Minnesota and these poor babies might get below freezing. No snow and warm temperatures and sunny days. I could get use to this. But not if I have to give up my summers at home. I can take a lot of cold as long as I can experience those beautiful June days. And I doubt I'll ever be able to hold a residence in two places. So tomorrow it's up into the wild blue yonder as I head for home.
-6F at home. 30 degrees in Phoenix. How bad do I really want to go home? I'm going to miss this place, but I miss my kids and my animals and my Model T's. So I better pack and get going.
Tis a beauteeful sunny day here! Hope the plumbin' didnt freeze, or at least the sears catalog pages froze together... may hafta use a phone book instead! Lol
Any good Fords?
Have a safe trip back to the frozen north,
I have seen people from Minnesota whine when it gets above 100°, it is all relative. The big reason things are bad in Arizona when it gets below freezing is because it can destroy a lot of potential income for several years when crops are damaged.
PS I just returned from Yuma, where it was 75° a few days ago to -23° in Idaho, but it is good to be home, even though I have not started the T yet.
Gus, you always have a way of making me glad I said anything. But when you do it's usually right on. Oops time to get on the plane. Gotta go. They're letting us old cripples on first.
It is kind of funny how people from different regions react to weather and temperatures. I have a friend who has lived in Yuma all her life, and she complains about the snow birds who go jogging in the cool mornings in shorts, "don't they know it is winter?" is her comment. It was a warm night last night, only -4. I like these warm spells.
PS In Idaho we whine about the humidity, some days it gets over 30° in the summer, when it is 100° that makes it seem hot.
I talked to a woman who ran the FBO on the west side of Yuma airport one time. She said when it gets above 114, it really feels hot.
I'm beginning to think all the complaining people do about the weather is done simply to convince themselves they're strong and capable of living through extreme conditions. Very happy to be home tonight. I enjoyed Arizona more than I thought I would. Of course my sister was looking for places for me to buy so I could live down there in the winter. Does she understand that financially I'm just making it here in Minnesota. But I understand. It's hard to be away from family, and over the years seeing a family member can often make it more difficult. I know I'd enjoy living in Arizona but I've got family in three different places in Minnesota one in McClellan Texas as well as the folks in Arizona. But if I ever leave here it will be to go to Arizona.
Rob, I saw a lot of Fords. I saw a few Model A's, one or two Model T's. I didn't recognize any pre-T cars. There were some mid to late 30's Ford pickups. I'm always interested in these old flatheads because I've rebuilt some and it's always fun to compare them. I can honestly say that none of them even came close to what was my '38. I went through the cars that were "roped off" from the touching public and saw several rare and obviously expensive classics. I saw Fatty Arbuckles Pierce Arrow, several Packards, a couple Stutz and I couldn't leave without seeing the Batmobile. I realized one day isn't enough to see everything. It reminded me of the Back to The 50's in Minneapolis. I could have spent way too much money there on stuff that would have made my shop look like one of those sissy shops that have all the coca cola signs and lit up gas pumps and floors that never see a drop of oil. But I do a lot of my own work and I'm afraid though my shop is small but it's a working shop. But boy that stuff was tempting. And being single may have been a good thing because I'd just bring the beer signs and the neon gas signs and the pumps and all the other unnecessary objects right into my own "mancave". Or as the kids like to call it, "Dad's house".