Over at pentalk today the challenge is to write about something you remember connected to weather.
As we were enjoying the cold blast of air coming from the ceiling we began to reminisce about the summers of our youth.
Neither the house or car had air-conditioning. On days like the one we have had the past few days where the temperature rises to 95 and higher my brother and I would soak wash clothes and plaster them to our bodies. Then we would stand in front of the fan. We never went to bed early. It was too hot. Instead it was late nights watching old movies with mom and eating popcorn. Sandwiches for dinner were always on the summer menu.
Going for a car ride meant windows down, even when we got out and left the car. Coming back and sitting on those seats brought yelps of pain.
The best part of cooling off had to be the sprinkler. Those delicious drops of cold water hitting hot skin was the afternoon treasure and sometimes a bucket of water over the head occurred.
After we were cooled, inside we went refreshed, we’d lay on top of blankets on the floor. The fan pushing air over us as our mom read to us.
posted by Diana Lesire Brandmeyer