My mother took such pride in keeping our outhouse pretty. She insisted Daddy put her in a window and she kept fresh curtains up. There was a “wishbook” for us to look at by day and a flashlight handy to keep us from being scared of the dark.
Mama kept a fresh coat of paint on the walls, a “modern” seat on it for our comfort and lime for us to sprinkle to keep odors down.
After I married and went home for visits, Mama had even installed an electric light. We still tease her about always having the most “modern” outhouse in her neighborhood.
Jean Hardy
Perryton, Texas
