I don’t think I could do an Arizona summer. I was there in late October last year and it was still a bit warm for me. I can’t imagine July and August. I don’t think God intended for man to live in Arizona in the summertime. “Look at 'em down there, milling about in the summer desert sun without sufficient water. And they clamor together like that voluntarily! I don’t know what to do with them.” I hear the lizards down there carry a pail of water so they can occasionally stop and cool their feet.
And Minnesota, those Scandinavians up there are too warm when the mercury creeps past 79º. It’s their winters that frighten me. I got caught in a blizzard in Minnesota once and we hadn’t even seen Halloween yet. Oh Minnesota, land of two seasons, winter and August.