I remember hot August nights in our un-airconditioned house in Ohio with a damp "warshrag" to try to keep you cool enough to fall asleep. I remember the stained glass windows open at our local church in July with those fans that had a funeral home advertisement. (It may have been reason for a good many people remembering the commandments when they needed to. ) I remember when my Uncle would say occasionly that some people would "go to Hell and want Ice Water.
I remember wading in Buckeye Lake with muck up to our knees. ( I still shiver about that memory). I remember that school rooms in September were so hot that the teacher would pull down the blinds and have us rest our heads on the desk for awhile every afternoon.
It is hotter and more humid here than any place I have lived, but I still love it.
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