Sizzling Summers

My folks had a fan and they knew how to use it. Many times Dad put the box fan in a window, lowered the sill to brace it, raised or lowered other windows to fist width, and instantly cooled the atmosphere within our hot, sticky walls. It was magic that I didn’t totally figure out till I had my own hot, sticky rooms to cool, realizing there was science behind his magic. Factors considered included time of day, room being used and for what, where the shade was and the decision to pull air in or blow it out. He always seemed to know the particulars without much fuss.

Mom made magic, too, with that box fan. Sultry city summers didn’t keep us kids from running to the park or the neighbors for games of tag or hide-and-seek or biking through heat waves pulsating over concrete sidewalks. We could get hot, stinky and cranky by mid-afternoon. After quick baths we welcomed the cool comfort of naps in our underwear on top of our bedspreads, pulled curtains rippling from the fan sitting on the floor or on a chair, neverminding the rattles that didn’t completely drown out the low tunes from the radio.

Country summer days are just as sultry. After all, Missouri is known for sizzling temps. These days I might do nothing more exerting than watering flowers and the remedy for my sweaty body and cranky mood still includes a fan. Taking a quick cool shower, donning an oversized tee and stretching out on a patchwork quilt in an air-conditioned house lacks the comfortable nostalgic vibe. Add the gentle breeze and hum from an old box fan stabilized on a braided rug, its rattling knobs quieted with folded paper, along with low tunes from 99.1 and nap time seems luxurious.

“It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.” Laura Ingalls Wilder

About Teresa Pearson Lee

Retired after 33 years of teaching English and French (one year in private school in Memphis, TN and the rest in public school in Doniphan, MO. Enjoying new adventures - all those things I put off for lack of time, energy, now I can try them! Pottery, writing, traveling, camping, kayaking, dancing, listening to some of the best live music ever, and making lively new friendships. All christened with an appreciation for great red wine! Created and operated KC's on the Current, then sold it and managed it for new owners. You might still find me at the reservation desk when spring rolls around. Born and raised in St. Louis, MO near The Hill. Though a transplant to Southeast Missouri, still a city gal at the core with a deep love of the natural resources in these Ozark foothills. Currently I am a content coordinator for Poplar Bluff Living Magazine and a columnist/stringer for the local weekly The Prospect News. My rescue Siamese helps with most of the proofreading; he has a great ear. I relish the solitude easily had in the Mark Twain Forest but thoroughly enjoy lively outings for music, wine, conversation close to home or in my beloved hometown. Technology is my greatest challenge but so worth the shared connections. There may be a need for solitude but there is little loneliness. The material in this blog written by Teresa Lee is her property and cannot be used without express written consent to do so.
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