My parents are both in their nineties and in great health. They moved from the old farmhouse into a ranch in the village a few years back. They just love having close neighbors, as well as living within walking distance of the post office, grocery store, and bank. The house needed very little improvement. About the only high ticket item that they added was central air conditioning, since their fans just weren’t doing the trick. All of us were really pleased that they had it installed and thought that we could finally pay them a visit in the summer without sweating profusely. We were wrong! They keep the thermostat set at seventy eight degrees! I get it that older people feel colder than do younger people – such as myself. But when I sit in their house to visit, I am actually sweating – even though I dress accordingly. My father hates to lower the temperature setting even one degree and will, instead, offer to turn a fan on that blows directly on me. Today when I arrived at their house, I immediately asked for the fan before I sat down. Unfortunately, they had lent their fan to someone who had out-of-town guests staying with them. I guess the expression on my face was enough to convince my father that he should turn the thermostat down – by one degree! In the meantime, I poured myself a tall glass of cold water and picked up a magazine to fan myself while we visited. Of course both of my parents thought that there was something wrong with ME! My father even asked if I had high blood pressure.