Mornin' HAZ. My daughter lives in St Pete, but came home (out of obligation,clearly) to us in NC for Christmas. She wore a down coat the whole time here although it was T-shirt weather to me. Took her to the airport to go back to FL, and there were the usual sad goodbye's. After a last hug, she drug her suitcase thru the door with a sad puppy look on her face. I wish I had driven off then, instead of seeing thru the glass wall as she burst into full smile and ran, skipping, to the Florida bound loading gate. You Floridians must have something there!! Thanks for the song.
Mac.