Originally Posted by
vicbiker
My dad built us a new home in 1952. One of his wishes was for us to have a flush toilet. We had one, only problem, we didn't have running water as of yet. The toilet had to be flush with a bucket of water that was lugged in from the well.
Our tub was one of those fancy galvanize jobs. My mother would heat the water on a two burner kerosene stove for us to take a bath on Saturday night. My brother and I had to share the water, being the oldest I got to be first. So Lois being older does have some advantages.:D