Random thought here... Many of you have been merciless pointing out my advanced age. That's OK, I am what I am, however, while reading all those "cold weather" posts, I got to thinking. I can remember a time when we went as much as two weeks with temperatures in the 15 to 20 below range. I can remember having to use my car, which for some reason was enchanted, to pick up my Fathers employees to get them to work. They delivered industrial heating oil. I can remember using torches to thaw out king pins on the trucks front suspension so that they could steer them, the grease would freeze. They would be out for a couple of hours and have to come back in to have it done again. We used to have loud snaps during that time and it was the ground pushing up from the frost setting in, causing building foundations to flex and thus make that noise. (Not frost quakes, this generation has to make everything a drama).
Yes, it is a rough winter up there and I admit it is memories like that that have driven my desire to live further south, but, really it is nothing new and it isn't even as severe as it used to be. (Remember Global Warming?)