Don't feel like the Lone Ranger. When I was little and growing up in the hills of Southern Oregon, we didn't have indoor plumbing, we had a two-holer (never could figure out why two holes), a pitcher pump for water in the kitchen, a woodburning cookstove and kerosene lanterns for lights, and that old washtub was used for my bathtub too. I was six years old before we got indoor plumbing and did away with the outhouse. I still have the old pitcher pump, but now it sits out in the middle of my herb garden and I have all the old kerosene lanterns. Sure wish I had that old cookstove. Once in awhile during cold winter nights, just for nostalgia, I turn out all the lights and light up the old lanterns and remember what it was like when I was a carefree kid. Happy Easter to all my Riddle cousins. Dream Back the Buffalo, Sing Back the Swans Carolyn Condray-Merritt gggranddaughter of Terry Riddle [email protected]