A friend tells me I must send in my outhouse story. So here goes. When I was nine or ten years old, the bull boosted my brother over the fence. He was carrying a bucket of milk in each hand. This made my two older brothers unhappy with that animal, believe me. So they proceeded to harness him and hook him up to a turning plow. I ran to the outhouse to view all this out the “moon windows.” The outhouse was very near the field they were going to plow. Mr. Bull was more than the boys could hold and he was soon dragging the plow wherever he pleased.
Wouldn’t you know he caught the corner of the outhouse, turning
it over. My, how scared I was. Unhurt, but I decided that wasn’t the best place to view the show!
Name Withheld
Strafford, Missouri
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.