Yeah, until we had a baby and got homesick for the Gulf Coast. The there was the winter of 1977-78. I don't know how anyone stayed there after that.

I had a business trip to New Orleans, my home town, in January of '78. Had to slog for hours through snow and slush to get to the airport. Then after landing I was driving to my MIL's house from the airport on Veteran's Highway around 10:00 PM and saw folks playing tennis outdoors in shorts and T-shirts. A light bulb went off in my head: "Something isn't computing here." After the trip and another icy, snowy car ride home from the airport, I went into the lab the next day and found a job in New Orleans in about 10 minutes with a company I knew from summer work. The rest is history as they say. The return to NOLA only lasted about three years, but it got me established in the Gulf Coast chemical industry and led to my long career in Houston. Houston turned out to be the perfect compromise, Gulf Coast lifestyle but in a much better city for raising a family than New Orleans. Close to the relatives, but not too close.