The oil furnace was in the shop.

I knew our Grandparents beach house was old, despite the fact that I didn’t realize how out of date it was.

I wanted to visit our Grandparent’s beach house before they sold it.

They were now in their nineties, plus they wanted to go into a beach house for the aging. They looked like they were in their seventies, but they needed special medical attention, plus they could get that in the assisted living home. When every one of us walked into the house to pack it up, I was shocked to see the oil furnace in the kitchen; My mom told me that was the only source of heat they had when they were growing up. The oil furnace had a big grate right above it, which how they got heat into the upstairs family rooms. There were no doors on the rooms, except the lavatory; Dad said the only reason they had a door on the lavatory, was because he installed the lavatory for them, until then, they had an outhouse in the backyard. I couldn’t think our Grandparents were that old, to not have had indoor plumbing. I was still amazed to see the old oil furnace in the kitchen, but it had a grand look about it. I couldn’t only imagine coming downstairs in the morning, plus having the glowing light of the fire coming through those grates. It must of looked like a big black pumpkin face. I moved away from the oil furnace, hoping I never saw it with a fire inside. When the house sold, I asked our mom if Grandpa would mind if I obtained the stove. I thought it would look amazing in our basement, plus it would serve as an alternate source of heat.