This week - one year ago - we were outside in T-shirts and shorts playing baseball. In February.
Now it's a 0-degree windchill with four inches of snow on the ground and the rumor is polar bears are moving in next door. Ah, Missouri weather. There's nothing like it. For a reason.
I remember this day well 'cuz Gabe pitched a heater to Jon...who quickly smacked it back to Gabe...right in the face.