As the smallest, he got to spend the most time wandering through those air ducts, most of that time by himself
I was a latchkey kid, if any of you out there are old enough to remember what that means. My parents both worked full time jobs, and my dad worked a second job on top of that. My siblings and I had to get ourselves to school in the morning, get ourselves home, manage our own homework, and usually make dinner for ourselves. Times were tough, and with five kids to pay for, they didn’t have much choice, so I understand. All that time left alone gave us kids lots of time to get into trouble. There was one time we started crawling through the ventilation system of the building, because we were small enough to wriggle through the air ducts. We would spend hours sliding around, totally silently, watching people through their air vents without them knowing. We all learned a lot about what grownups are like, through the slats of those air vents, but eventually we had to stop doing it. Not because we wanted to, it’s just that ductwork is not very big around, and we were growing too fast for it to last long. My littlest brother, Kenny, is actually working as an HVAC tech currently, and I always wonder if our adventures in the ductwork had any influence on that. As the smallest, he got to spend the most time wandering through those air ducts, most of that time by himself. Who knows what kinds of things he saw through the air vents, but it was enough to keep him interested in ventilation systems all these years later.