My Dad regularly hosts all the people for the holidays, then whether it’s Christmas, Thanksgiving, or Easter, the festivities are going to be held at our mom’s arena, but she has a entirely big bedroom, with plenty of space for all of the friends and family; I regularly help our Dad cook for the event, and supply all of the chairs and tables for sale, then the last holiday was Thanksgiving, and the people I was with and I had a big group of friends and family, then my Dad made a turkey, and I made a big spiral ham, and both of us made mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, and six odd types of vegetables. Both of us had more pies than a bakery, and the stink of fresh bread wafted in the air, however as people started piling in for dinner, the the air got colder and colder. The cold draft was causing a chill in the whole arena. My Dad was running the Electric Furnace, but I decided to build a small fire in the wood gas furnace upstairs. The wood gas furnace is right next to the room where all of the festivities would occur. I piled some small logs, pieces of kindling, and a few Hardy pieces of wood into the gas furnace. I lit a long match and saw the fire beginning burning. It took a few hours to get the wood burning well, but the gas furnace supply the extra warmth the people I was with and I needed. My family and I enjoyed spending time together, and all of the food was tasty and delicious. By the end of dinner, the people I was with and I were already to a nap in front of the wood gas furnace.