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Originally Posted by dogsbody70
house was always freezing cold if you couldn't get near the fireplace.
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Oooh I can relate to that description! Those "quaint, antique" bed warming pans were a life saver when I was young.
The places I lived until I was 17 are quicker to list than describe:
Holyoke, MA
Fresno, CA
Oakland, CA
Huntingdon, Cambridgeshire,UK
Alconbury AFB, UK
Molesworth AFB, UK
Beavercreek, OH
Fairborn, OH
San Antonio, TX
Biloxi, MS
Rantoul, IL
Dallas-Fort Worth, TX
Part of the house in Huntingdon dated back to the 1600's and the main source of heat was the coal fire in the main room. I still remember holding the flashlight while my Mom would fill the coal scuttle for the morning fire. And just before bed we would put the last of the hot coals in those bed warmers and "iron" the cold damp out of the bed sheets before crawling in to sleep. Even so, I loved it.
The only place we ever lived that I disliked was Rantoul, IL. Nothing of interest, political issues restricting my freedom, miserable winters, over-crowded school, backward mentality of many of the locals ..... the only thing good about it was the boy I dated most of the year I was there - before he was shipped off to Viet Nam. I still refers to as the 12 month decade I spent in the armpit of the U.S. - a bit harsh, but at 16 there was nothing to recommend it.