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Texas Mike remembering when…
Erin uploaded a bunch of older photos to the flickr account recently. Everything from old apartment pics to vacations. And there were many a Chicago picture to contemplate.
I remember May in Chicago so well. By the time April ended, we were just plain sick and tired of the dark, short and frigid days that make Chicago winters so notorious. Where’s spring? Sure, there’d be a day here and there where the temperature would rise into the 70’s. But it was just a tease – a mean, ugly kick-me-while-I’m-down reality check of what we’re missing elsewhere. Sure enough, May would creep along, and more of the same. My box of warm-weather apparel collecting dust in the closet. Some of the coldest days I can remember were mid-May: baseball at Wrigley Field, on a river cruise with my parents over Mother’s Day and trekking through Lincoln Park Zoo.
Not to state the obvious, but I’ve long retired the winter wear here in Dallas for the season. Don’t worry Chicago, yours is coming; I know you’ll celebrate heartily during your precious months of relief with summer hours, street festivals and fun around the lake. And you’ll have the last laugh come July as we’re sweating the triple digit temperatures.
April 29, 2007 at 2:41 am
Love the post. As a Chicagoan I would love to be able to say…oh it is not that bad…but it’s exactly as you describe.
Although I must say it was beautiful here today (one of those great days) and sitting on the lawn in millenium park while sipping wine and having a picnic make me forget the months of cold.
Hope all is well,
Amy
May 2, 2007 at 1:02 pm
There is no spring in Chicago! It goes from winter to melt-your-face summer in about 2 weeks.
During the time in between, the wind is blowing so hard you can’t tell the temperature.
Again, not that I’m sparing myself any better weather in Charlotte, it was 90 degrees yesterday.
Good post Mike!