Summer and Oven

Old joke from living in Arizona, “There are two seasons, Summer and Oven.”

Summer and Oven

So when the Beeb let me know it was newsworthy to mention that Phoenix’s Sky Harbor airport was closed for heat, it reminded me — I went to school there, that area. I distinctly recall two, maybe three times the airport closed due to temps over 120.

Summer and Oven

It was a bragging point, to me.

Three occasions I can recall, one was a motorcycle ride in the high desert, one was a river trip and one was summer school.

That would be three different summers, between the late 80’s and early 90’s.

(Nascent horoscopes, too, not that it matters; some would suggested I’ve got baked brains.)

Two-Meat Tuesday – Kramer Wetzel