If our family was stranded in the woods in winter I would have been the first to go. I was the scrawniest kid and had no insulating fat whatsoever. Swimming lessons in Lake Huron left me ashen blue and gripped with shuddering shivers even on the hottest day. I would race home and dive into the tent that we kept up in the backyard all summer. It would get hot as an oven baking in the sun all morning. Nobody else could bear even a few seconds in there, but it would take me a good hour to warm up.
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