Hi Geketa,
I've always wanted to visit Kentucky - sounds downright homey!
Yes, the outside privy, or biffy, or back forty, as some called it...
You didn't want to be the first one to sit down in the winter...
Newspaper beat the Sears catalogue every time...
Make sure the ashes are OUT before dumping them down the hole... (a smoldering hole is NOT what you want to find when you gotta go...)
We cooked on a wood stove till I was 13. It was right beside the trap door to the root cellar. That root cellar is about all that's left of that house, now. It burned down when the new occupants couldn't understand that a black pipe chimney isn't a good place to let a fire get away...
Ain't nostalgia grand? :-)
God bless,
Dave
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