That's me at the Republican National Convention in Dallas, Texas, in 1984. Outside it was very hot and humid. Inside the convention building it was ice cold, air conditioned to the point of death. It needed to be that way in the huge auditorium to counteract the hot television lighting. But this was a workroom away from the convention floor and the only lighting, as I recall, was fluorescent. But . . air condition one, air condition them all.
Consequently I caught a cold the first day (of about ten) that we were there and wore that windbreaker and the nice Stetson hat I bought on the first day for the entire tour of duty. It was a miserable week. But . . . I did look pretty sharp, didn't I?