The morning of my bookclub, the library was without a/c. Temps were to rise into the mid 90's. I set up two large fans and slanted the window blinds up. We were a bit moist but comfortable. Later, one lady commented, with surprise, how much the fan helped. I laughed, "We didn't always have a/c, you know!"
And suddenly, my thoughts flashed back to my mother with the wavy black hair, who sweated through Pennsylvania summers, washing, ironing, canning and freezing vegetables, cleaning, waxing floors, sweeping, cooking, baking, raising five children, all to the music of humming slowly oscillating fans.
We were proud to handle a ninety minute discussions, fan-wise.
She managed a life that way.
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