A few old relics of days gone by.
Outhouses have been given a bad reputation in our history books! Just think about how many songs and humorous stories would have been lost if we never experienced the fragrant environment of a rustic outdoor bathroom.
You certainly didn't fight over the right to use the bathroom with a two or three-seater outhouse! The art of recycling began when the Sears & Roebuck catalog was used in a more thoughtful fashion. You could read one part of the catalog and tear out a page at a time for a more sanitary purpose.
The fresh air of the great outdoors eliminated the need to install a bathroom fan. No electricity or water was ever wasted in an outhouse.
In the 6th Grade, I went to a junior church camp. They had at the campsite, a nice sturdily built "outdoor" bathroom. We called her "Mrs. Murphy It was much more genteel to say that we had to visit "Mrs. Murphy" in mixed company.
A few years ago, on a trip back to Idaho, we had to stop at one of those dingy gas stations; you know the ones that people have been known to vanish from in the movies. They didn't have an indoor bathroom, just an old outhouse.
Now, I have experienced "roughing it" with my dad growing up, but this "outhouse" cannot be described with any sense of delicacy. Needless to say, I opted to hold out for the next exit off of the freeway.
Sprinting to the outhouse on a dark night in the dead of winter was both character building and provided aerobic exercise to boot!
I invite you to share your own experiences with the "enclosed" throne of the great outdoors. Healthy humor only please.