New toilet would have been great on the farm

Posted Tuesday, August 30, 2011, at 2:29 PM
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  • In the late '50's, we lived in a house on North Drive in Bloomfield owned by Doey Hash.

    Doey had the fields around the home farmed, and rented the house to dad, who had just got out of the Army. My brother and I, along with Pete (the preacher's son from the church next door) used to have a ball running around in the muddy cornfields, and feeding the hogs in the barn. Dad bought two piglets, fed them a ton of feed and slop, then sold them at a loss - dad's only venture into farming.

    We had a pump in the kitchen, a phone that had to be cranked, plus we had lightning rods, those were cool.

    Of course, there was a two-holer out back. I remember those cold winter nights freezing my butt on those things.

    It wasn't long before the snakes and the lack of indoor plumbing got to mom, and we moved into town.

    -- Posted by Lil' Hahn on Thu, Sep 1, 2011, at 8:48 AM
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