Originally published 11/9 8:27a. Updated 9:30p. : When I was 12, my folks took me out of school in January and we drove from cold Chicago to warm Orlando to visit the newly opened Disney World (it was just Magic Kingdom back then). We stopped our day's driving just inside Florida's northern border, and I asked for a motel with a swimming pool. It was the outdoor type and it was 55 degrees out in Lake City, but hey, it was Florida, and well, "When in Rome...". Now fast forward 40 years.