My dad, bless his heart, is always cold. In his defense we do it keep it pretty chilly in the house during the winter, around 67 or so. He lives with us, by the way. We built him his own small "suite" at the back of the house (so he doesn't have to hear quite so much of the loudness that is our life) with his own door so he can come and go as he pleases. Being at the back of the house means its colder in his room than anywhere else in the house. He also seems to have lost his nice comforter during the move earlier this year. I've been thinking on making him a quilt for a while now and ... Continue Reading...