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The Until We Meet Again Tour – an observation

High temperature and high humidity have impacted the Until We Meet Again Tour. They have combined to keep me indoors more than planned. I have made it to the gym a bit more often although even there the air conditioning struggles to keep things cool.

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And now I know

It was hot. No one can deny that.

The cabin of Southwest flight 1909 from STL to LGA was hot as we boarded.

Of course I may not be the best judge of that. My idea of hot begins at about 73; 70 if the humidity runs high.

I noticed the heat right away, but recognized that there was little I could do about it. I also assumed that when we took off the air conditioning would kick in. It did.

I took my seat, sat back, and shut my eyes, hoping that would prevent someone from sitting beside me. It didn’t.

After a few brief moments, someone proclaimed in a loud voice, “It’s hot as Hell in here!” Apparently the speaker really meant it. The words repeated several times, increasing in volume each time.

I confess to not having spent a great deal of time or thought pondering either the furnishings of Heaven or the temperature of Hell. Thank you Reinhold Niebuhr and others.

Now, at least as far as Hell’s temperature is concerned, I don’t need to do so at all.

Because now I know.

See you along the Trail.

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It is hot. There is no doubt whatever about that. Marley is dead. And it is hot.

By some form of warped, interior, illogic, I believe that my refusal to complain about the cold entitles me to whine when it is hot. And it is hot.

My friend Laura asserts that it is “hotter than two hamsters fartin’ in a wool sock.” I do not know how she knows that. I do not want to know. I don’t even want to ponder any possibilities. I take her at her word. It is hot.

As I began to work up a privileged rant, friends intervened to provide perspective. Nancy welcomed me to her former world pointing out that such heat is the norm where she lives (until she moves – and the truck was there today). Lloyd approached the issue in another way. His Facebook post reminded me that, as hot as it may be here in New York:

It is not 120 degrees.
I am not 5700 miles from home.
I am not dressed in a full combat uniform.
I am not carrying a pack weighing 70 pounds or more.
And it is very unlikely that I will encounter a bomb.

Reflecting on Lloyd’s post reminded me that there is more to it than that:

I have shelter.
That shelter has air conditioning. And a fan.
The air conditioning in my apartment and my office works (sorry, Ryan).
I have water – as much water as I need to stay hydrated.
Most  subway cars are conditioned. Most times it works. I can find another one if it doesn’t.

Many folks – too many folks – some of them here in New York – do not have all those things. Many folks – too many folks – some of them here in New York – do not have any of those things.


It does nothing about the heat.

But it reminds me of who I am and what I have. And, hopefully, it shapes what I say and what I do.

See you along the Trail.

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