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Maggie - 2007-12-08 07:43:31
Too right Doug! My memories of warmth revolve around wood heat, but the sentiments were exactly as you describe. In fact, my memories of warmth are so strong that I now live in a home heated with wood and still experience all that you describe. No life like it!
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l'empress - 2007-12-08 09:50:26
Among my earliest memories: my dad getting up very early, starting the kerosene stove in the kitchen, then going into the cellar to "unbank" and refuel the coal furnace. There were frost "pictures" on the windows. Now the kids have no idea who Jack Frost really was.
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Sunshyn - 2007-12-08 16:28:32
Well, when that guy in the shirt sleeves breaks down in the middle of nowhere. he'll be dang sorry he doesn't have warm clothing in the car. I have blankets and an extra sweatshirt, at least, and it doesn't even get that cold here! Of course, I'm using an afghan for a car "heater" right now, because we can't afford to fix the heater in the Sunnyvan...
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John Bailey - 2007-12-08 16:46:33
Fuel was rationed when I was a kid. We got by, and we kept on smiling!
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Jim - 2007-12-08 16:56:45
Remember when the seatbacks of the frontseat had a rope across it to hold a blanket for people in the unheated back seat. The heat in my old VW Beetle was so feeble that I used to carry a blanket in the car to help me stay warm when driving in very cold weather... and I kept a windshield scraper handy to scrape the frost from my breath off the inside of the windshield as I drove.
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