We were visiting my sister a couple weeks ago. Of course, we picked the weekend where the temperatures were the highest of the summer. Someone at the weather channel has a sick sense of humor.

Anyway, we arrived and it was a hundred degrees. Inside the house was close to 90. There is no way I can sleep in temperatures like that, so we put one of the air conditioners in the bedroom windows and refrigerated that room down to about 65.

But I got to thinking about that a little. It was the same bedroom I had as a kid. We never had air conditioning in the house at all. No window units either. I don’t remember it being that hot in the house.  Maybe I tolerated the heat better when I was young and didn’t notice it so much.  There used to be a couple of trees that shaded the house from mid-afternoon through the evening but those are gone now and that side of the house gets the direct sun all day.  Maybe that made the difference.  Anyway, it was something I thought of but can’t remember details about.  I guess that was a long time ago.

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Interestingly enough, I do remember a couple of times being extremely warm in the house. The one I remember the most was after a bike ride down Stellmacher going thru the sprinklers in the fields and the pavement bubbling because it was so hot! I remember coming back and it being almost as hot inside as outside. Also, that was when I remember one of my first asthma attacks, although I chalked it up to being so hot. I recognize the symptoms now.

July 19th, 2015 at 7:49 pm

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