Yeah the air quality numbers are bad with a haze in the air in the TN valley today too. But we are also under a heat advisory. So many people on the news are hyperventilating about the heat--like it’s abnormal for this time of the year. Cmon, people! It’s summertime in the South! Nothing abnormal about temps in the 100s at all. Heck, I t…
Yeah the air quality numbers are bad with a haze in the air in the TN valley today too. But we are also under a heat advisory. So many people on the news are hyperventilating about the heat--like it’s abnormal for this time of the year. Cmon, people! It’s summertime in the South! Nothing abnormal about temps in the 100s at all. Heck, I think it was an abnormally mild April and May--for which I am extremely grateful--cuz usually the heat starts in one of those months.
There have only been 10 days where the high has passed 100 in Knoxville since 1990. Note that most of these are associated with heatwaves in 2012 and 2007.
It's not unheard of, nor is it accurate to say there is no historical precedent for these -- the 1950s and 1930s had a few 100 degree days, with the 1930s literally being famous for being a stupidly hot and dry decade (dust bowl, anyone?)
But it's inaccurate to say that 100 degree days are "nothing abnormal". It's definitely unusual.
I respect your data dive. In retrospect, my comment is derived from my past which was mostly lived in Texas. Much hotter summers there than the TN valley where I live now.
Yeah I lived in Corpus Christi for three years. 100 degree days there? Irritating but not that weird. Heck during that 2012 heatwave that pushed the thermometer to 100 in Knoxville (I grew up in Knoxville), Corpus had 26 days in a row with temps over 100. Thank god for the sea breeze otherwise it would have been completely awful.
Yeah, I grew up in Houston. What a hot, humid mess it was. We didn’t have the luxury of a sea breeze. When I married a career Army aviator and we would change duty stations, I would always ask someone from that duty station about the weather there. If they said it was humid, I would always ask, “Houston humid?” If they just stared at me, I knew they had never experienced Houston humidity. You’ll never sit in a steam sauna (or understand why others do) if you’ve spent any time in Houston. Also spent 4 years stationed at Fort Hood in the late 90s. I just looked up the historical summer data for nearby Waco for July 1998, and it was 100+ for 28 days that year. Whew! Just roasting! Don’t miss it!
This is why Texas and Florida pioneers were the toughest of the tough. No AC, earliest days no real windows or screens to keep the bugs out. Rattle snakes, water moccasins, gators (in Florida anyway), panthers, wild cats, bears…those were some strong people. And I’m proud to be a descendant from both places.
My paternal grandpa (I never saw him-he would have been 90 something by the time I was born) was the product of a short lived marriage.
Story was a widower from Texas decided to relocate to the Florida Panhandle with several children. He met and met a widow with several children, my great grandmother. It didn’t work out because of apparently serious disputes between the children and the Texans went back to Texas. After that my grandpa was born. 1850s, I think. He never laid eyes on his pa and had to support himself and his widowed mother from an early age, as the siblings all drifted off. A very early age, working at a grist mill, grinding corn into meal and was largely paid in cornmeal. His mother tied rags onto his feet in the winter because he had no shoes. He never went to school and was illiterate.
At some point he received a letter with instructions from Texas saying the father had died and he was in the will. He didn’t go. It was too far to travel. Horse and buggy, stagecoach days.
He had landed a really good job supervising a turpentine still, destroying the virgin pines that covered north Florida, stretching from Pensacola in the west to Jacksonville in the east.
Nothing good had come thus far fro Texas and he saw no need to go. Who knows what would’ve been there?
Very interesting family history! My mom’s family came from west Texas. Her dad owned a horse and cattle ranch. They were all tough as nails. My dad came from a large family (he was one of 10 kids) of sharecroppers. He was 1/8 Cherokee. Mom and dad were raised to be resilient and taught us kids to be so as well. But I never learned to fry chicken or can vegetables--some skills I may wish I had learned if the apocalypse materializes soon. Haha!
Yeah the air quality numbers are bad with a haze in the air in the TN valley today too. But we are also under a heat advisory. So many people on the news are hyperventilating about the heat--like it’s abnormal for this time of the year. Cmon, people! It’s summertime in the South! Nothing abnormal about temps in the 100s at all. Heck, I think it was an abnormally mild April and May--for which I am extremely grateful--cuz usually the heat starts in one of those months.
There have only been 10 days where the high has passed 100 in Knoxville since 1990. Note that most of these are associated with heatwaves in 2012 and 2007.
2012-07-01, 2012-06-30, 2012-06-29, 2007-08-23, 2012-06-28, 2007-08-16, 2007-08-24, 1995-08-16, 1993-07-28, 1993-07-08.
Investigate the data yourself. https://xmacis.rcc-acis.org/
It's not unheard of, nor is it accurate to say there is no historical precedent for these -- the 1950s and 1930s had a few 100 degree days, with the 1930s literally being famous for being a stupidly hot and dry decade (dust bowl, anyone?)
But it's inaccurate to say that 100 degree days are "nothing abnormal". It's definitely unusual.
I respect your data dive. In retrospect, my comment is derived from my past which was mostly lived in Texas. Much hotter summers there than the TN valley where I live now.
Yeah I lived in Corpus Christi for three years. 100 degree days there? Irritating but not that weird. Heck during that 2012 heatwave that pushed the thermometer to 100 in Knoxville (I grew up in Knoxville), Corpus had 26 days in a row with temps over 100. Thank god for the sea breeze otherwise it would have been completely awful.
Yeah, I grew up in Houston. What a hot, humid mess it was. We didn’t have the luxury of a sea breeze. When I married a career Army aviator and we would change duty stations, I would always ask someone from that duty station about the weather there. If they said it was humid, I would always ask, “Houston humid?” If they just stared at me, I knew they had never experienced Houston humidity. You’ll never sit in a steam sauna (or understand why others do) if you’ve spent any time in Houston. Also spent 4 years stationed at Fort Hood in the late 90s. I just looked up the historical summer data for nearby Waco for July 1998, and it was 100+ for 28 days that year. Whew! Just roasting! Don’t miss it!
This is why Texas and Florida pioneers were the toughest of the tough. No AC, earliest days no real windows or screens to keep the bugs out. Rattle snakes, water moccasins, gators (in Florida anyway), panthers, wild cats, bears…those were some strong people. And I’m proud to be a descendant from both places.
My paternal grandpa (I never saw him-he would have been 90 something by the time I was born) was the product of a short lived marriage.
Story was a widower from Texas decided to relocate to the Florida Panhandle with several children. He met and met a widow with several children, my great grandmother. It didn’t work out because of apparently serious disputes between the children and the Texans went back to Texas. After that my grandpa was born. 1850s, I think. He never laid eyes on his pa and had to support himself and his widowed mother from an early age, as the siblings all drifted off. A very early age, working at a grist mill, grinding corn into meal and was largely paid in cornmeal. His mother tied rags onto his feet in the winter because he had no shoes. He never went to school and was illiterate.
At some point he received a letter with instructions from Texas saying the father had died and he was in the will. He didn’t go. It was too far to travel. Horse and buggy, stagecoach days.
He had landed a really good job supervising a turpentine still, destroying the virgin pines that covered north Florida, stretching from Pensacola in the west to Jacksonville in the east.
Nothing good had come thus far fro Texas and he saw no need to go. Who knows what would’ve been there?
And married a widow. My grandpa was legitimate and carried his father’s name.
And we think we have it hard.
Very interesting family history! My mom’s family came from west Texas. Her dad owned a horse and cattle ranch. They were all tough as nails. My dad came from a large family (he was one of 10 kids) of sharecroppers. He was 1/8 Cherokee. Mom and dad were raised to be resilient and taught us kids to be so as well. But I never learned to fry chicken or can vegetables--some skills I may wish I had learned if the apocalypse materializes soon. Haha!
We have grit!
Yep! True Grit! Hahahaha! 😂