There is no other arena my Grandpa Ed would rather be at his apartment than the fireplace, you can find his just fantastic sipping his tea. Ed likes the heat. If my buddies and I are at our arena, or a road stops at a hotel, motel or wherever you can find Ed blasting the dial thermostat to a minimum of 76 degrees. As Ed got older he got colder & with that coldness, the thermostat heat settings kept changing. So basically each year Ed aged, the temperature increased by a degree. Basically, if Ed hits 90, that will be the temperature of the room he will be sitting in. I for sure won’t be in the same room as Ed if that happens. I’m struggling now & it’s set to 79 degrees. I barely handle this but I try to endure & deal with it since he is my Grandma. The only problem is sometimes I stay in the evening & a neighbor comes with myself and others & my buddy and I just play cards with Ed, every neighbor gets a little emotional due to the heat & wants to leave. Honestly, I can’t blame them. If I wasn’t already used to it & if this wasn’t my Grandma, I’d be entirely emotional about the whole thing as well, but when Ed sits in his chair in front of the fireplace he just sips his tea, hums some songs & smiles. I adore that Ed is comfortable & enjoying his time in front of the fireplace. At times Ed falls asleep in his chair while I’m over & I’ll throw in a couple of logs to keep the fire blazing. I adore seeing Ed happy.