My neighbor (3 miles away) up the road that lives on the river had -34º F below. That river bottom of his is always five degrees usually, colder them me. I always tease him because I live three miles south of him. I tell him that's why I moved south, because of the warmer climates. Northern Minnesota I heard (where my Dad grew up.. and he can remember -60º F as a kid on the farm) had -44º F and we are not talking wind chill now.

I would be afraid if Semisane came for a visit. He might step outside and turn into a Louisiana Scotch Popsicle. I remember my sister (who lived in Dallas and Georgia most her adult life) came home for a visit. It was -20º F but was early February. So I was used to the cold. I was outside in a Levi jean jacket splitting firewood, and her husband came out in my Arctic hooded fur faced parka (use that for when I blow snow). He was so cold he went back in the house. He said he just couldn't take it. My sister then came out, and she lasted about three minutes. You get used to the cold. And really as any of these snow rats will tell you... stay busy and you stay warm.

It was so cold one year, Smoky the Bear was running through the woods up here begging someone to start a forest fire... (old logger joke)