Yesterday, my 26 year old central air system took its last breath. The fan motor is completely locked up and according to the HAVC man chances of even finding a replacement are slim to none and with repair costs in mind, looks like a entire new system is in my immediate future. I have one estimate already and getting two more next week and all I say is "DAMN".....
Currently the temps here in Virginia have dropped down from the 100+ degree days and running in the mid 80's, but as the old saying goes, "You don't miss it until it is gone". I grew up poor, don't get me wrong, there was always food on the table clothes on our back for my two sisters and I. A lot of the grub came in the form of wild game or fish harvested by my Father and me and believe me, we kids had no idea what name brand clothes and foot ware were. We lived in what was the country back then, now the area is covered with townhouses and urban sprawl. I did not see any air conditioning until I was in my very late teens and getting ready to leave the nest and that was one single small window unit. Up till then AC was in the form of window screens/fans and heat from wood or a giant old oil burning stove. (Of course plastic was applied over all the windows before the real heating season set in to cut down on the drafts.)
The strange thing is, of all the childhood memories I don't recall any extreme discomfort with heat or cold within that environment. Maybe you just adapted back then because you had not been spoiled with all the comfort or you plain block those experiences out. Now my Wife and I wondering how we are gong to cope for probably the next week or two. Needless to say, the dog and two cats are looking at us with that "What in the hell is going on" look to adding to the drama. We will survive and trust me folks, will appreciate that good cold air when it finally returns.....Yep, remember those good old days......