One Christmas about 30 years ago, it was about -15° Fahrenheit without the windchill factor. We figured it was a perfect day to throw a big Yule log in the fireplace and spend the day with the family around a rip-roaring fire in the living room—think Norman Rockwell. Did I mention that the thermostat was also in the living room? Come mid-evening, we started letting the fire go out, and by the end of the night, the house was freezing! The baseboard radiators on the other side of the house (along with the supply and return piping in the garage below) had frozen solid.
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