I've been going through our filing cabinets and throwing out as much of the cabinet contents as I feel comfortable doing. I came across the following article that was published by the Fairbanks Daily Newsminer in 1989: Coming in From Cold Doesn't Always Work by Tall Timbers The night was January 30, 1989. The temperature in this quiet, low-lying neighborhood just outside of Fairbanks was precisely 62 deg F below zero. It had been 12 days since the temperature here had risen above 50 below. I was contemplating the fairness of always being at least 10 degrees cooler than the official Fairbanks temperature and never getting any credit for it. Then the phone rang. My neighbors were having a difficult time coaxing No. 1 fuel into their oil-burning furnace. Could I help? On square tires I slowly rambled over to Badger Road's own community hardware store. The proprietor graciously opened his doors for us after normal business hours. With heat tape and insulation in hand I made it to my neighbors'. The next two hours required that I be outdoors with thin gloves that would allow manual dexterity. Two hours! It went something like this: Two minutes outside applying heat tape and wrapping insulation around the oil lines, then five minutes inside where I would stick my hands in the awaiting hot oven. After a bit of hand warming and hot chocolate with marshmallows, I'd return to 62 below temperature for a couple more minutes. Out, in, out, in. After finishing the work I went home, took off my coat, and proceeded with reading a book. It must have taken me 15 minutes to discover that my own furnace had quit while I was gone. I was relaxing comfortably in a house where the interior temperature had plummeted to 20 degrees. A wood stove, a furnace repairman, and a warming trend in the Interior brought a happy ending to this Alaska experience. ____________ I hope you enjoyed this true story.