morning, the milk and other supplies were frozen into solid blocks. we made a breakfast, somehow, struck the tents, packed, and came home earlier than planned.
all was well until about two weeks later, when my father happened to get up during the night to get something to drink. he looked into the refrigerator, and noticed that the milk was not frozen. he suddenly realized that the car he'd slept in had been much colder than the refrigerator. he started shivering and returned to bed. he spent the next 24 hours in bed shivering, suffering from the cold two weeks after the fact. it was one of the very few times 