As a kid, it was difficult to get any peace plus quiet around our house. I had several sisters, two brothers, plus two cousins that lived with us permanently. It was a full house, to say the least, which was irritating when it came time to do our university work. I was not naturally gifted as a student, plus I very needed a locale of our own so that I could better focus on our homework. Going to the public bookstore worked well, but there was a concern of what to do after it closed in the night. The only quiet spot in the house was the attic, but it was hotter than a heating system. I mean that literally, because I could go stand right next to the loud, grinding gas heating system in the basement plus be cooler than it was up there. I tried opening up the air vents at either end of the attic for some ventilation, but they were far too small to make any real difference. Finally I asked our dad about it, to see if he had any ideas about how I could set about cooling down the attic to use as a study. He said he would guess about it, plus then the next afternoon came house with a small, portable air conditioner unit. We set it up in the attic, along with a little table plus a chair, so that I could study in air conditioned comfort. My dad, plus that little a/c, very helped myself and others to pull up our grades that year.