My father was a minister. We lived within a tiny town in the south, where people are well known for their deep faith, my father was one of these individuals. My siblings and I along side my mother helped him to care for our church, keeping it nice and helping the community. He was an extremely giving man, who always had a full food pantry to give to the less fortunate, and who traveled with extra articles of clothing in his trunk to provide to others who needed them. The church itself was really good, but one thing my dad decided to splurge on was a great air conditioner. He once said that on a hot summer’s day the pew would fill up faster than we could imagine. A lot of families back then didn’t have air conditioning in their homes, and were eager to sit through a lengthy sermon just to escape the heat for while. He says he saved more souls along with his air conditioning than his appearance, this was a long standing joke in our family for many years. But he also used that AC for other purposes and this was something I was able to aid him with. At a certain point in the sermon, when he started talking about hellfire and brimstone, I would flip the switch on the air conditioning  and turn to the central heating. It always took several minutes before most of the congregation realized it wasn’t all for their heads and that the central heater was actually going full force!

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