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My late brother lived in a small town. He and his wife lived in the 2nd oldest house in town. He had purchased another house half a block away for our mother. She lived there until she passed a few years ago. That house still has the outhouse in the backyard. It also is a two-holer. I will get pictures the next time I am there. He had said he wanted to move the building to his property and then he and I could privy-dig it. Sadly he passed this last summer after 3 years of fighting cancer. I will never forget the times we spent hunting fossils, collecting coins and generally looking for old things all the time. He also has a wooden toilet seat we got from an old abandoned farmhouse years and years ago. He made it into a mirror frame and I will get a picture of it also.
 

When I purchased my home in 1977, they still had an outhouse next to the woods line. There was another building here previously. After a few folks asked if we had indoor plumbing, we took a dozer to it.
 

I'll try to get those pictures in a couple of weeks. The outhouse itself has probably been updated on the outside, paint, shingles, etc. I have never looked inside yet.
 

I ranned out of gas (physically) on my forth comm sale on Sat. Got tired and went back home. It was a real shitty day! :-)

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Watch yourself on that thing if ya try and use it. That crack down it's length will pinch the heck outta ya. When I was a kid most country people still had a privy, even after they got indoor plumbing. They were hot in summer & cold in winter and dark without a flashlight or candle. From March to November you didn't nap in them, too busy looking for spiders, snakes and things that sting. The country school I sent to was a two story brick building with indoor plumbing built in the 20's, but we still had 2 privys, one for boys and one for girls. I only used them a couple of times because of an emergency.
My Great Aunt was once on a buggy ride with her beau when he got an emergency. After putting the horse into a trot and racing to her house, he handed her the reins and jumped from the buggy, running to the outhouse while unbuttoning his pants. When he got to the little house out back, he flung open the door, dropped his drawers, turned and sat down all in one fluid motion. Right onto my Great Grandmother. The relationship didn't work out. Good luck.
 

Uglymailman - you win the story contest! ROFL mega big time.
 

You probably could have bought or built a whole outhouse for that! :D
 

What a great thread. Reminds me of my favorite book - "50 Yards To The Outhouse" by Willie Makit. :)
 

I’ve got two old double seat outhouse boards sitting in my garage[emoji23] I found them at a old ran down church. The walls were falling in around the outhouse, and they had a new concrete or I should say brick bathroom they just built, so they gave me the crapper seats. I wish they’d push the old outhouse over so I could detect underneath it. I worked at a sewage treatment plant for 6-7 months, and not afraid of the smell, I’d just wear rubber gloves to locate any lost change. I know I’ve lost some to the port o potties. Also I’ve seen what comes through the wastewater treatment plant people accidentally lose in the toilet, and you’d be surprised at what goes down one of them holes. I’ve found hundred dollar bills, and even coins that have been accidentally flushed.
 

I’ve got two old double seat outhouse boards sitting in my garage[emoji23] I found them at a old ran down church. The walls were falling in around the outhouse, and they had a new concrete or I should say brick bathroom they just built, so they gave me the crapper seats. I wish they’d push the old outhouse over so I could detect underneath it. I worked at a sewage treatment plant for 6-7 months, and not afraid of the smell, I’d just wear rubber gloves to locate any lost change. I know I’ve lost some to the port o potties. Also I’ve seen what comes through the wastewater treatment plant people accidentally lose in the toilet, and you’d be surprised at what goes down one of them holes. I’ve found hundred dollar bills, and even coins that have been accidentally flushed.
"I’ve found hundred dollar bills" exactly why I never put a bill to my lips
 

My dads friend had a toilet set mounted to the wall in his garage. When you lifted the lid you saw a photo of Jimmy Carter

My Dad told a story of him as a kid with his friends on Halloween. They waited for the farmer to go into the outhouse ran up behind and pushed the house over onto the door. Farmer was mad as hell. Next year they went to do it again and the farmer had moved the outhouse 4 feet forward True story
 

Ah! Use this as a picture frame, and put your "favorite" relatives in it...! =D
 

Loser politician? How can ya tell the difference? Take your pick, they all seem to be the same, doin something besides takin care of the people/country. I'm an equal opportunity hater. Good luck.
 

Congrats on the double seated! :laughing7:
 

It's commonly called a "gotsta" actually quite common. What's a Gotsta you ask? You just gotsta have it! Then a few years later it rises up from the pile in the basement or workshop and turns instantly turns into a "whydidI". Although 99.5% of us have these, only a very few will admit it! Consider yourself one of the elite few!
 

This thread really needs to be a Sticky :) Reminded me of the tiny old church I went to in my youth. Out back was an outhouse- I may have used it once but honestly can't remember (probably cause I always drank too much coffee before church). I did open the creaky door one time to look inside and it was a two holer. But it did not have fancy white enamel paint. I wonder if it is still there.
My parents, aunts, uncles were all familiar with the "Monkey Ward" catalogs and their importance to outhouse culture ;)
 

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This thread really needs to be a Sticky :) Reminded me of the tiny old church I went to in my youth. Out back was an outhouse- I may have used it once but honestly can't remember (probably cause I always drank too much coffee before church). I did open the creaky door one time to look inside and it was a two holer. But it did not have fancy white enamel paint. I wonder if it is still there.
My parents, aunts, uncles were all familiar with the "Monkey Ward" catalogs and their importance to outhouse culture ;)
Go back and take a picture and let us see some real above ground history!
 

This thread really needs to be a Sticky :) Reminded me of the tiny old church I went to in my youth. Out back was an outhouse- I may have used it once but honestly can't remember (probably cause I always drank too much coffee before church). I did open the creaky door one time to look inside and it was a two holer. But it did not have fancy white enamel paint. I wonder if it is still there.
My parents, aunts, uncles were all familiar with the "Monkey Ward" catalogs and their importance to outhouse culture ;)

That one would have been a later model outhouse...monkey wards catalogs replaced corn cobs!
 

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