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The Shoulders We Stand On
I sit here in 90 degree indoor "weather." The air conditioner has decided that today --the first hot "triple-digit" day in Phoenix this season - is a good day to stop working.
All the fans are going full speed. I have a cold cloth on my neck as I work. And the dogs are looking to me for a quick solution. I mention the word 'bath' and they skulk off. THAT is not the solution they want. We may all pile into the car and go for a bite to eat so we can cool down in the car's AC.
It is easy to get grumpy and play pity games. Or not. When this happens, or when the AC in the car doesn't work, I wonder how in heaven's name did the settlers of this valley ever survive? How do families who don't have enough money now to run their AC survive?
And what of native Hawaiians two hundred years ago, walking bare foot across rocky lava fields. What of native tribes of Alaska and northern Russia, building homes on icy tundra? What of settlers of the American West walking through deserts and prairies, leaving their worldly goods along the road when wagon wheels fell off, and weather hampered their travels?
We are spoiled. We don't need to leave our homes to read this ezine, to research, to get help, to be entertained. We Phoenicians travel blithely through 110 º degrees in air conditioned comfort and grumble about needing pot holders for our delicate hands. If we are in the Alaskan Wilderness in the dead of winter, we have extra layers of wool, and heaters in the SUV. In Hawaii we drive through those lava fields, often with barely a glance.
We stand on the shoulders of the men and women who did something about the discomforts of life. They invented, they created, they tried new and innovative things to overcome mother nature. We drive on well-paved roads, in well-equipped cars, with well-designed seating, and music to boot. We have done it for so long we take it for granted. Until it breaks.
I'm not all that comfy right now. But I'm using this as a reminder to be grateful for those things I do take for granted. When that air conditioning guy shows up, I think I'll offer him some ice cream.
Stay cool!
Beth
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