When I first heard about the #MeToo movement’s censure of Frank Loesser's 1944 holiday classic "Baby It's Cold Outside,” I was angry. After the fall of so many American icons, I couldn’t stomach the thought of an attack on the beloved music I’d grown up with. If Loesser was on the chopping block, who’d be next? Besides, what could be so terrible about a man and woman engaged in a dance about what’s become the lost art of flirtation?

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I know. What’s wrong with this picture! I haven’t worn my UGGs since I sold my house in Brooklyn at the end of 2013 and drove to Savannah. My boots spent most of 2014 in a Queens storage facility until I took the plunge and moved south for good. Leaving cold weather and snow shoveling behind was a huge factor in my mid-life move. Last year I never even unzipped my down coat or wore a knitted cap. But yesterday it snowed in Savannah!

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