The Chinook Killer

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Sunday, 23 March 2014

My husband and I were married in January in Alaska. My family, from southern California, had never been this far north before, and the evening of our wedding, the temperature dropped to -40°C.

After the reception, my family piled into my in-laws' van for the for the ride back to their house. About halfway there, the inside windows suddenly fogged up.

My father-in-law, who was driving, couldn't see outside and put on the brakes. There was a chorus of: "What happened?"

"We just hit a chinook," my father-in-law explained. A worried voice in the back asked, "Is it dead?"

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