Yes, I was cold this morning on my first walk of the day. Only 51* here, and that’s cold for me. Riding my scooter pushes cold air through my jacket.
When I was in elementary school we lived in a small beach town. The houses were small and close together. We would climb to the roof of the house at the end of the block, run across the roof then jump across the space to the next house. If we could go the entire street across on roofs we were pleased. I don’t remember anyone getting hurt. I’m sure my parents never knew about this.
Lyn.