Dawn Tolbert

Writer
#366Days

Heat #366Days Day 188

I know it’s just June and that even talking about this will probably seem laughable come July and August, but it is hot. 

As I scurried from my air conditioned car to the air conditioned house, I couldn’t help but think of my parents and their parents and their parents. When I grew up, we had an attic fan that pulled the hot air through the house and kept us cooler than we would’ve been without it. I imagine that’s one reason I still like to sleep with a fan running; it feels like home. 

But what about those generations before air conditioning who worked long hours in the sun and then sat on porches in the cool of the evening — as cool as it gets in Georgia in the summer. They didn’t have iced tea available at the press of a button, but enjoyed sips of cool water straight from the well. 

I wouldn’t trade my modern conveniences for a horse and buggy and no internet, but I sure would love to sit on one of those porches again and listen to my grandparents tell stories or just talk about their days. 

Seems like that would make the heat a little more bearable. 

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