Another year has come and gone and my birthday is quickly approaching. About a month ago, my folks asked me what I wanted for my birthday. They were expecting a list of little things that would delight me - things that I would never buy for myself. My quick reply (I had been thinking about this for some time) caught them off-guard and had them cracking up - I wanted an outhouse.
My dad chuckled, asked if I wanted it to look like the one I had grown up with (that still stands guard at my parent's house) and if I wanted any odd "Enola-like" modifications. I said that one like theirs would be perfect, although I didn't need for it to be a "two-holer", and if he could come up with a way to add a urinal, that would be delightful.
Over the next few weeks, mom would ask me a cryptic question from time-to-time, leading me to believe that there was an outhouse in my very near future. I was thrilled! Finally, last week, mom and dad called and informed me that they would be bringing a "surprise" soon and I needed to have a hole dug that was deep and slightly smaller than four feet by four feet wide.
Oh, the excitement! A friend came over over with his tractor and augured a number of holes close together and then drug the auger through them to break up the dirt. After the tractor had done its work, Sir Knight and Master Calvin went to work with their shovels and post-hole diggers. Soon, a hole fit for an outhouse began to take shape.
|Master Calvin excavating the hole|
|Man-in-Training at work!|
Within 15 minutes, that outhouse had been unloaded (with the help of a friend on his tractor equipped with forks) and slid into position over the awaiting hole. Success! For the first time since I was a child, I had my very own outhouse!
The outhouse was beautiful - but what made it even more special, was the fact that it had been built by my father and my son, working side by side. They had used boards that had been pulled off our original homestead barn (the one I used to hate cleaning when I was a kid) that was well over 150 years old. Having that outhouse is like having a little piece of "home" in my own backyard.
|My lovely outhouse!|
|The silver dome hides the toilet paper|
and yes, those are magazines in the
box on the wall!
I am delighted!
|A wee-little urinal (with tubing leading into the hole)|
|And a urinal for the big guys|
|Built-in shelves for this and that|
|Built on pressure-treated skids!|
Next on my list of things to do? A root cellar! And then a barn and fencing and an ice house and ........