In this oppressive July heat, I frequently pay homage to my airconditioner and encourage it--out loud--to keep on pumping. While saluting the unit last week and refusing to consider its demise, I remembered— oh, so vividly--a trip from 15 years ago when the family spent a long weekend at St. George Island, enjoying the surf, the sand, the break from ordinary life.
Upon re-entering our home, the uni…
