Heat Last year I was able to put a brand new Central Air Unit into my home. Condensor, blower pipes etc. It works beautifully. Cools the home comfortably and affordably. I am very spoiled, especially with the heat wave we have been experiencing over last several weeks. I have felt so spoiled recently that I began to reflect upon my youth.
We never had Central Air. Maybe a few fans here and there but to cool off maybe you would take a cold shower or go outside and use the hose or sprinkler. On really hot days I remember my Father coming home from work a little early and we would travel to local area lakes. We lived in Madison Township and one of our favorite water holes was Cheesequake Park. We would usually arrive right when the life guards were leaving and it would feel like we had the whole lake to ourselves. Of course there was never any doubt in my mind how safe we were. We were with my Mother and Father. I can picture my Dad's routine. He would walk out into the water until it was almost waist high. Then he would dive in...and come up in almost a sigh running his hand through his hair and brushing it back. In the same motion he would bring his hands to his face and blow his nose clearing the water from his nose and sinuses. Relief from the heat was quite visible. My Father never complained but I know he did a lot of traveling the heat would take its tole.
Today the Central Air is my relief. Twice I took the boys to the Ocean last week in the evening and I forgot how much they enjoyed it. But with Central Air I realized there is a cost. I never open my windows and I miss the sounds of the night. The crickets, birds and frogs all making noise. Tonight I can hear them outside and I went to open my window...no screen. Guess what...I am really allergic to mosquito bites...so the window stays shut for now. However, I am yearning for the sounds of night.
Tomorrow Nicholas turns 17. He as born on August 8, 1988. 8/8/88 After work I am going to take him out of Brisbane and take him to the beach. It is what he requested and it is his birthday. In my home, you are King on your birthday. I have my quirks and that is one of them. I don't spoil my children, just on their birthday's and they plan their whole year around their birthday and money and presents.
Peace All.