It's not the heat, it's the humidity!
Yeah, I'm sure you wanted to hear that
again.
It's wonderful 90 degrees in this room
but I have a fan on me, drying up the sweat as it beads on my
forehead. As long as I have this, I can tolerate it. Tolerate
is the word. It has nothing to do with my liking it.
Growing up we never had an air
conditioner till around 1975. My brother and I had our bedrooms
upstairs which became an oven most summers. If really hot, we'd move
down stairs and sleep on the couch or carpet. To tell the truth, it
wasn't much of a relief as the living room was probably just ten
degrees cooler than upstairs. But you take what you can get.
So, my Dad, thinking it was about time,
bought an seeming 500 pound Tappan air conditioner from Apex. He
managed to hump the unwieldy thing upstairs and shove it into our
window. I was amazed at how cool our room had then become. Talk
about luxury!
What was interesting was that Dad, who
never got an a/c for his bedroom, started taking up residence in our
room during the summertime. It was bit disconcerting as that was
where I could be in private and in wonderful coolness but not with
Dad spread out on my small bed. I had to behave while in my own room
dammit.
It's funny how you can remember weather
at times. Everyone that was there, can remember the '78 blizzard. I
can remember the summer o f '88. I don't know why that sticks in my
head but it was nothing but week after goddamn week of 90's and
sopping wet dewpoints. It just wouldn't let up it. I'd drive by a
temp/billboard thingy near Route 37, on my way to work in western
Cranston, and it never read below 90 in the afternoon for what seemed
forever.
I can remember waking up as soon as the
sun cleared the tree line every morning. Why? Because I'd start
sweating in the bed. Every night I'd fall asleep due to literally
passing out because I couldn't stay awake anymore around 1 AM. It
was too hot to sleep.
It finally did break. We had a huge
Canadian cold front move through and I swear it took me a few days
just to over come that heat wave that assaulted all of us.
Now the heat is back. I hear people
wondering if we'll get any drier air. When you're deep into an ugly
event, like this one, it seems it'll never end.
But it will, one day.
And I kiss my Fedder's air conditioner
I have in my bedroom every night.
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