It's 100º Where I Am, Real Feel is 107º

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Last Weekend, I think it got up to 105°, with nasty humidity. I stayed in the whole weekend and only came out to drive just over a half mile to church.


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It's 65 (or 72 degrees depending on what weather service you consult) degrees, just had a nice shower and threatening more in Albuquerque. :)
My grand daughter MCed a talent show the last week of school and she did a "Are you smarter than a 5th grader" monologue. LOL, your home brought this to mind. She asked one of the teachers, I believe he was 5th grade, "How do you pronounce the capitol of NM? Alberkerkey or AlberQ-Q. Of course, the teacher pronounce Albuquerque correctly before she told him "How about Santa Fe?" LOL, garnered a few chuckles.
 
When I was a kid growing up in southeastern New Mexico, nobody but the very rich had any kind of air conditioning. But we survived quite nicely in 80, 90, 100 degree heat. Nobody fretted about 'life threatening' temperatures or that the planet was doomed because it was so hot.
We only had a swamp cooler in Las Cruces in the late 50s and early 60s. I'll never forget moving into a house with a real AC.
 
It's not that hot out

In fact, I rather enjoy riding my bike around in this weather.

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We only had a swamp cooler in Las Cruces in the late 50s and early 60s. I'll never forget moving into a house with a real AC.
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I remember an elderly lady in my neighborhood when I was a kid, who had A?C in her living room, and we only had fans. She'd invite a kid into her house to do a chore or two and then allow them to sit in her cool living room and enjoy cookies and ice cold pop. I loved doing her chores!


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I remember looking at the temperature readout on the bank clock in my So Illinois town in June of 1966, on my way to an early evening little league baseball game. 101 degrees it read on that clock. Our uniforms were flannel and I played catcher, wearing shin guards, a chest protector and a facemask.
No AC at my house. Just window fans.
 
I remember years ago in late June we had a real heatwave, so much so that the nuns in 7th or 8th grade told the boys, okay, you can take off your ties.
I remember a few of those days they let us ditch the ties and unbutton the top button.
 
I remember looking at the temperature readout on the bank clock in my So Illinois town in June of 1966, on my way to an early evening little league baseball game. 101 degrees it read on that clock. Our uniforms were flannel and I played catcher, wearing shin guards, a chest protector and a facemask.
No AC at my house. Just window fans.
Much of my youth was spent in Phoenix or the CA central valley. I remember a June evening in Modesto in 1973 at 9:57 p.m. the temp on the Best Chevrolet sign was 102. Kind of unheard of there but was fairly common in Phoenix.
 
It's 62 where I'm at. Feels like 61.
 
Much of my youth was spent in Phoenix or the CA central valley. I remember a June evening in Modesto in 1973 at 9:57 p.m. the temp on the Best Chevrolet sign was 102. Kind of unheard of there but was fairly common in Phoenix.
That’s the desert. I would expect 102 to be a polar vortex.
 
CA central valley is technically a desert by precipitation standards, but it is unusual for the delta area to be above 100 at ten o'clock. Phoenix? You're correct of course, LOL.
I remember being in Las Vegas in August a few years back. When I left the hotel and its AC, I felt like I was walking into a wall of heat. Then they’d tell me how it’s not that bad since it’s a dry heat. Then I’d remind them that so is my oven.
 
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I remember being in Las Vegas in August a few years back. When I left the hotel and its AC, I felt like I was walking into a wall of heat. Then they’d tell me how it’s not that bad since it’s a dry heat. Then I’d remind them that so is my oven.
I can relate. I was stationed in Barstow, CA in the 60s--150 miles away from Vegas but still in the Mojave desert. That heat is brutal.
 
And I am in the Northeast, Sound Shore area of New York.

I remember years ago in late June we had a real heatwave, so much so that the nuns in 7th or 8th grade told the boys, okay, you can take off your ties.

It's summer, sometimes it gets 🥵.
/----/ 101 with real feel of 112 on the south shore of LI.
 

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