All these posts and comments about the variance of weather has got me reminiscing. I remember my daughter and son-in-law visiting from Texas when we lived in New Mexico. We lived in a little valley at the base of the Sangre de Cristo mountains.
My daughter stayed with us and my son-in-law was going to spend the night up into the foot hills where he knew of a gold panning spot that was pretty well known. This was in August. My dad ask him if he had a coat and he said oh yeah I've got a wind breaker in the car.
My dad sent me to the closet to get a couple of heavy hand made quilts and my brother's old mackinaw coat that he had left there. Son-in-law objected, but my dad wouldn't take no for an answer. He insisted he put them in the car just in case.
When my son-in-law came back the next day he thanked my dad saying he nearly froze even with the extra coat and covers. I never left home without a heavy coat in the car when I lived there.
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