Poem about the privy stirs memories.
There was one on every farm,
A structure important as the barn, Was used on cold days and warm.
Its dimensions were around 4' x 4' , Had a bench and one door,
With a catalog on the floor.
Now a memory obsession, Not a modern Trivia question, But what is it? Keep on guessin'.
Child of today says, "Even as many hints you give me,
I don't know but Granny told me positively,
That it's what oldies called an outdoor Privy."
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.
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