Ok..I've sat here and read all this...and wasn't going to say anything...but now I can't help it! HA! Up until the 6th grade, I grew up in a 2 room house. I remember daddy ADDING the kitchen part. When my half sisters grew up there, it was only a ONE room house. In one room was beds and a woodstove and a chiffarobe. And mama's big and small cedar chests. When daddy added the kitchen, it contained a gas stove, kitchen table, the big cedar chest, a refridgerator and a table by the fridge that held the water bucket and dipper. The outhouse was about 20 yards from the house at the edge of the back of the property. I remember daddy putting lime in it yearly. We took our baths in a #3 tub, where you had to bend your head into the tub to wash your hair. Mama use to put the whole tub with some water in it on the stove to heat with my older brother's help. When it was boiling, they'd take it down and add cold water to it. We heated those 2 rooms by a woodstove that daddy built and put in the corner of the original room. Mama washed her dishes in a small dishpan, that sat next to the water bucket & dipper...the water which she also heated on the stove. We had electricity, and gas..but not running water. My oldest brother was sent a mile down the road with his little red wagon and an old silver beer keg to get water from the nearest store where daddy was friends with the owner. We didn't get running water on the property until I was about 10 or 11 years old. We never had a phone or air conditioning in southern Alabama...but growing up there...we got use to the weather. We took our clothes to the laundromat...what mama didn't wash out by hand. Or on a scrub board. I didn't know what it WAS to take a real bath in a real tub until I was married at 18. What little we needed a phone, we used the neighbors. Bless them. While dad built a cinder block house when I was in the 6th grade..shortly thereafter, him and mama divorced. But even then, we never had central heat, still no AC...and daddy never did have a working hot water heater in that place for long. So..while there was actually a tub and running water...the only bath we could take would be cold showers...unless we STILL heated the water...for the regular tub. I'm not that old. I was born in 1959..and this is how "I" grew up. With chamber pots and impetigo and when I started school, Alabama didn't even require vaccinations for the kids. I still don't know how we survived. The only 3 times I ever remember ANY of us going to the doctor was when daddy chopped his knee cap with an ax, then a couple years later, my mom got in a car wreck and the car turned over on her arm, and one year my oldest brother was riding on the tractor with daddy and got knocked off by a tree limb under the tractor discs and ended up with a partially collapsed lung. We never went to the doctor or dentist..I never had any of my shots until I joined the AirForce in 1978. God wasn't just watching out for me honey...he had me wrapped up in his robe! HA! Love ~Carol