Those of you that read this regular series know that I am from Hackett, Arkansas, just a mile or so from the Oklahoma border, and just about 10 miles south of the Arkansas River. It was a redneck sort of place, and just zoom onto my previous posts to understand a bit about it.
In summer in that part of Arkansas it got extremely hot from the early part of June through late September. In the early 1960s air conditioning was quite rare, at least in my part of the of the state. Thus, we slept with the windows open. We lived in an old two story house and slept upstairs.
With no air conditioning, fans were the only alternative. We had an attic fan in the house, which because they are large and slow moving, make little noise. Because of this, it was easy to hear the nighttime sounds.