I was ordered to Flint in the dead middle of winter and my feet froze to the street. A policeman literally had to lift me up onto the curb because I could not move my own feet.
Needless to say, my first stop after that was a store that sold double insulated boots....and I thought Buffalo was bad.
I used to have family in Toledo and the last funeral we attended was in December a few years back. I remember feeling the bone-chilling cold standing there in the cemetary and being thankful I had warmer climate to head home to than THAT area.