The home I grew up in is about an hour south of where I live now and the weather is for the most part the same. Winters are brutal with tons of snow and the summers can reach upwards of 100 degrees Fahrenheit. You could get away with not having an air conditioning unit during the summer but it would not be tolerable to spend a winter, where I am from, without a source of warmth. The heat we used was delivered into the house using radiators located in front of each of the windows. We had cushions on top of these radiators which provided for a heated seating experience. There was however one bedroom that did not contain one such device and the winters required a space heater for comfort. On the other side of the spectrum, the only method of cooling ourselves for most of my childhood was the use of fans either mounted on the ceiling or placed in an open window. It wasn’t till I was about ten or eleven years old when the heat got to my parents enough for them to purchase an air conditioner. The AC was installed in the master bedroom, so it was often during those summer months that my sisters or I could be found watching TV in there. It was a liberating experience to not be uncomfortably warm in the months of June-September. As a child, I used to think air conditioners were for wealthy folks only, and now I can’t imagine my home not making use of one. The AC unit was reliable and never required repair or servicing from an HVAC technician.