Do you remember a time before air conditioners? I do. Well, I remember a time before I was acquainted with them. Living in both New York City and St. Louis can be brutal. The mugginess, the heat, the stickiness and the crankiness that come with them. Back in the day, all we had was a whirring fan, popsicles and cold showers to keep us cool. My mom would put ice cubes in sandwich bags and toss them to our little whining hands, a brief respite from melting in our living room. Eventually, my paren…