The other day, the outside thermometer could be seen plainly reading in the high-90s. The heat index was 103. Good old Mississippi summertime: growing tomatoes, mowing lawns, planning outside to-dos for mornings and late-afternoons. Mid-day walks to the mailbox cause for breaking a sweat if you piddle. So I was thankful to be working in the air condition with plenty to keep me busy. Then the phone chirped with an incoming message from clients duck hunting in Argentina.