Day 249
No! We can’t
turn on the air conditioner until
the thermometer
reads 100°-F or more!
No! I do not like air conditioning! In the car?
Okay!? In the house? Never!?
In
Oregon, they never even heard of “air conditioning”; always pleasantly “cool”.
And,
No window screens---no bugs…in three
years there, I saw only three flies! True!
Back
in the dear ole “humidity”-capital of the universe, hellish summer tested
resolve.
Our
girls, especially, the lawyer-one, Beth, couldn’t take the hellion-torture. She
expected total-comfort and demanded the use of the expensive electricity-glutton
air conditioner.
Now,
before somebody belatedly calls D.C.F.S. (Dept. of Children & Family
Services), we surely did not “deprive” our progeny of anything! They enjoyed a swimming pool and all the pleasures of
living on a working farm. Okay! We did utilize
the A/C---on occasion…at 100°-F!
Open
the windows and doors; turn on the attic fan; get yourself in the “cool” of the
pool!
Yeah! We did use the A/C---sometimes…”You
can’t please all of the people all of the time”!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Man! It’s cold in
here!” Memories!
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