When my husband and I first got married we hardly had a dime to our name. I was 18 years old, he was 19. We had just graduated high school and I was 2 months pregnant. We rented this tiny little studio apartment in a terrible part of town. The apartment didn’t have air conditioning at all. It had a little wall heater built into the wall but neither of us felt like it was safe to use. But winter was 6 months off and the lack of air conditioning was a bit annoying. Especially since I was pregnant. In August the heat got really bad and I was starting to get cranky. And yet, we simply couldn’t afford a window air conditioner. That’s why I was surprised when my husband came home with a window air conditioning unit after work one day. He said he bought it off of a man who was selling them on the side of the freeway. It cost only $25. My first thought was that the air conditioner might be stolen. My second though was that I didn’t care. We installed the window air conditioner using an old piece of wood as a stand. That cool breeze felt so nice. That little window unit kept us comfortable for 3 years until we finally were able to rent a place with central air conditioning. Even then we took it with us when we moved. It is in the garage still so that we have it just in case we need it. I still wonder where it came from though.