The other day I heard someone ask why some outhouses of old had two, ah, holes. The first answer I heard was "a male and female side". A practical answer was that in the winter time when one side "filled up" you would start on the other side. My dad's answer was the best, I thought. He said, "companionship". In a previous time people were not as crazy rushed as we are today, and a visit to the outhouse could and should take a good, leisurely while. You might read a magazine, a few chapters of the Bible, or just sit and think. How much nicer then if you could share that experience. The above photo exemplifies such sharing in the best possible light.
Predestination: The Pride Killer
4 hours ago
