Gloating about the nice weather to your family and friends back east at Christmastime, in old-time Phoenix
You could, of course, be as obvious as this guy in 1893, who obviously sat himself down for a photo on Christmas Day in Phoenix, and even made up a little sign. Pretty obvious gloating! For me, I've always preferred a little more subtlety.
I moved to Phoenix when I was 19, and left the snow and cold of Minneapolis behind me, and also my friends and relations. So I never missed an opportunity to let them know how nice it was where I was now living! While my friends were dealing with ice storms, I would casually mention that I was driving my MG with the top down. In fact, I always drove that car topless, wearing gloves when it got really cold, and turning on the heater, which is something you could never do in December in Minneapolis.
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At the Sahuaro Ranch, Glendale, Arizona on December 9th. |
Getting myself to Phoenix was a difficult journey, and keeping myself from ever having to go back to Minneapolis hasn't been easy, either. But it's been a labor of love, and at Christmastime I'm not above a little gloating. Ain't this nice?
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