Warm Memories

On hot, sticky, humid, summer nights in Charleston, SC, when it was my week to stay with my grandparents, my grandmother did all she could (before air conditioning) to keep me comfortable enough to sleep. She partially froze an old-fashioned rubber hot water bottle, and I slept with it like a teddy bear. Then she turned on the box fan and tucked me in. The office at St. James has a box fan. We turn it on to direct the air-conditioning into the side offices. While I have never fallen asleep at work, it soothes and calms me, as if Greenie were still taking care of me. May each day provide you a wonderful memory as you live between yesterday and tomorrow.