I spent the day at a new knitting shop in the town next door to mine, and I took my camera, thinking "Hey, knitting and spinning and yarn and wool and friends! Excellent photo ops!" And then proceeded to totally forget about my camera. So, I'm sitting here thinking "What can I take a picture of now? The pressure!" and I heard a loud CLANK! Aha! The radiator! So, here it is. Heat.
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We didn't have radiator heat in my house in NY, but my grandmother in Wilkes Barre did. Years later when I had an apartment with radiator heat, every time I heard that "CLANK!" and smelled it kicking in it reminded me of her house.
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