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Eleanor: Your comments about night trips to the outhouse reminded me that ours was a two seater. However, I don't recall ever taking advantage of this feature. We took weekly baths during the winter months in wash tubs in the adjacent "wash house" after Dad "heated" the uninsulated building with a kerosene heater. In 1944, when I was 10 years old, I remember lying in the bed in the spare bedroom in Pop Pop's house, recovering from pneumonia. I heard my parents and siblings crying in the next room because Pop Pop had just died. I pretended to be asleep when they entered the room to tell me. Later, when we moved into Pop Pop's house I remember how guilty I felt that I was so happy to move into a house with indoor plumbing when my Pop Pop had to die to make it possible. Joe Eleanor Noone wrote: > I don't remember one room schools--I started school at P.S. 203 (I think) in > Brooklyn. I do remember outhouses, though. I was in grade school before > they got indoor plumbing at the farm in Maxton. If you had to go in the > middle of the night, you either had to go outside or use the jar that was > kept under the bed. There was a little depression that ran through the yard > and I remember going out in the dark and stepping in cold water, > barefoot--yuuch! I used to love to work the pump on the back porch to get > water, probably because I only got to do it once or twice a year and didn't > have to do it every day. They eventually got a new kitchen and a bathroom, > which was off the back porch, so you still had to go outside to get to it. > Eleanor