As a child, we had a heater in the living room, but it got to the 40’s sometimes in the rest of the house. When we got ready for school, we would get in front of the heater to dress and put our clothes on the heater for 30 seconds or so before we put them on. We had no air conditioner till the 60’s, so we slept with the windows open and fans blowing. I was tougher then. I still sleep with the thermostat at 69 now. At 70-71 degrees, I kick the covers off and figure why spend the money for a couple of degrees. I would go to about 66, but my wife would get the rest of my money in the divorce.
Reminds me of the old 11 room house I was raised in. There was no heat upstairs, rather a floor grate which let the downstairs heat up thru to my sisters bedroom....where we all slept when it was really bitter cold....sometimes even the inside of the windows had frost on them!
We use to stand over that grate to warm our nighties up, then jump into bed fast laughing! LOLOL... Plenty of blankets to stay warn all night,... but nobody wanted to get out of bed in the morning!
We’d run downstairs to the floor furnance and stood over it to warm back up.
When I think of how we handled winters growing up...as opposed to today. It’s quite remarkable.
When storms came, my mom would make potatoe soup with dumplings...so of course even today I associate that as a “comfort” in winter and still make during storms.
Some nights the wind would be so powerful the windows would shake...of course the back of our house faced an open farmers field, (even though we were in town), so the winds just howled through.