Then one day...
Daddy brought home an air conditioner...
Daddy installed the A/C in the master bedroom and kept the door shut, so there was only one room in the house in which we could escape what had suddenly become ungodly, unbearable heat. Many times we'd pile up on Mama and Daddy's bed and watch movies. If there were peas or butterbeans to shell, that's where we'd go to shell 'em. Laundry to fold? Mama's room. We watched TV in there sometimes, too, when we could get away with it. I don't know how many times I got yelled at for leaving the master bedroom door open. "You're letting all the air out!!!!!!!!" (That was what I was actually hoping for.) Once we had a taste of cold, dehumidified air, there was no turning back. After numerous battles over leaving the bedroom door open, or excessive numbers of children invading the master's domain, we ended up getting a second window unit for the den.
Looking back I suppose the summers of childhood were no cooler than they are now - We just can't handle 'em like we used to. If we were smart, we'd go back to the old days of attic fans and open windows, and save ourselves a few hundred bucks a year. Anybody up to up? Let's boycott air conditioning! (Yeah, right.)

Mama tells me my memory isn't just misty, it's really foggy!! She says the first air conditioner was in the den, and the second one we got was in the bedroom. Either way, I got yelled at for leaving the bedroom door open. Hey, mothers are always right.
ReplyDeleteMy sister Janet tells me we never watched TV in Mama's room, and I'd second-guess my memory if I didn't have a picture to prove it (and I do!) Sisters aren't always right. hahaha