I was lucky enough for a very long time to have both sets of my grandparents alive and kicking. My mother's parents were quite fiesty. They lived in a small white house only about two miles away from the other grandparents who lived in the trailer. The small white house had a window air conditioner in the front window in what we called the formal living room. It was called that because there was another living room right behind it and as kids we were not allowed to play in the formal one because we might break something. Anyway, it was rare that the air conditioner was ever turned on.
Someone, I think my brother, mentioned what was in the window at the back of the house and we had a good little laugh the other day. After the living room we were allowed to play in, was the kitchen and the back of the kitchen had a window that opened to a covered and enclosed porch area (not open to the outside except for a screen door, think about that, where was the air coming from). In that window was a super large, heavy duty fan. You turned that thing on and you might as well head outside because thinking and talking were not going to happen.
My granddaddy loved that fan and during the summer it was on alot. My grandmother not so fond of the fan. If granddaddy left to go to the store or something within minutes grandmother would look at one of us and tell us to turn the air conditioner on and cut that loud fan off. It was funny!
They were often like that. Work together but when the other was gone do what you wanted! They were one of my first examples of a what I felt was a shared marriage. Not so sure how they were when they were younger but as they got older they acted like partners. Each paid separate bills and had separate checking accounts. I miss them terribly too! They were strong but loved us all so much!
The fan was there from before I was born until they were gone!
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