The air conditioning in my house went on the fritz on the 4th of July. The landlord came by and it was determined that the main cooling unit needed to be replaced. This being the busiest time of year for air conditioning replacement, it will take a couple of days before they get to me.
I spent the first 20 years of my life without central air, and summers in northwestern Ohio are as sweltering as they are down here, the difference being that in Ohio it cools off a little at night and doesn’t last six months at a stretch.
My parents tell me that as an infant I was fascinated with fans. I have a vague memory of that, but I do have memories of being lulled to sleep by the hum and breeze from the fan in my room.
I’ve opened the windows, turned on the ceiling fans, and dug out an old fan to move the air around and do its evaporative cooling magic. Just like the summers I remember. Now all I need is Ernie Harwell calling the Detroit Tigers game and lightning bugs out in the backyard.