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Friends don't have to agree totally on politics...Iam probably just a bit more center right than you is all... and I would enjoy reading more of your change in life style.
posted by
Kabu
on January 15, 2015 at 8:25 PM
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I've only had to deal with an outhouse once in my life, many, many moons ago, when my dad took us to his boss's hunting lodge deep in the woods somewhere in Pennsylvania! Never again! And you're right . . . it probably is a form of child abuse! 
posted by
JimmyA
on January 14, 2015 at 2:11 PM
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See......I'm not all politics, all the time.....
(Every bit of it is true...)
posted by
Corbin_Dallas
on January 14, 2015 at 12:12 PM
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You had me hanging onto every word. I know of few people who had to use an outhouse...I ilke the way in which you told the story.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on January 14, 2015 at 10:40 AM
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LOL One of the best entertaining posts here at Blogit for sometime. I was lucky...I started off life on a farm and enjoyed the arrival of the 20th century luxuries as time went by. By the time I was 20, and it was the sixties I think we had caught up as much as to be in the fifties!
posted by
Kabu
on January 14, 2015 at 10:14 AM
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No outhouse....but one that was 120 years old and not capable of being renovated....
posted by
Corbin_Dallas
on January 14, 2015 at 9:01 AM
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Perfect description - I was there. I smelled the ... (not coffee).
Long ago I also moved from 'civilization' to the country, without anyone bothering to ask my opinion of the change - it seemed like we went from modernity to the distant past. I'm thankful now for the experience, but it wasn't all fun.
posted by
Pat_B
on January 14, 2015 at 7:38 AM
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Corbin
This reminds me of my own first encounter with an outhouse. I'm a city boy but I used to spend holidays with relatives who owned farms, and although they too had proper washrooms, some of my buddies' places out there in the country did not! And I remember my shock when I was taken to one of those shacks for the first time, a double-seater as well, and my buddy sat down right next to me...Yuck!...The smell! But it had a heart (?) in the door, and no corncobs, just newspaper, LOL...
But surely you didn't get one of those places when you and Joe Love moved to the sticks - or did you??? 
posted by
Nautikos
on January 14, 2015 at 6:51 AM
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