In a town nearby the city has started collecting older buildings that were found beside the tracks years ago. An old station, a small … what looks like a country store etc. At the rear of the store are two separate little rooms, attached to the building, and in each room is this…
ahhhh… the memories. I barely remember the 2 seater but I think I’ll try and work this little store into my layout.
Jarrell
I’ve just realized that probably most of you are too young to have seen this before. It’s a … ahem… bathroom… 
Jarrell
Not all of us are too young, jacon12. While I never had to deal with one of those bathrooms growing up since I was raised in the city my wife, who grew up on a Northwest Kansas farm, lived with a “one holer” for most of her childhood. I’ll bet the “kids” among us wonder about that kind of stuff.
Cheers,
Ed
Ed, one must have had to been on good terms with the one sitting in the next “stall”.
Jarrell
I hunt up in northern Wisconsin on some family land. We’ve had a one-seater up there for years and years. The shack is now leaning over and a significant angle, which makes for an interesting challenge. But I’m certainly happy to have that “leaning tower of …” as opposed to nothing at all.
Up until very recently it was known as an Ohio rest stop on the Interstate system. They had the worst facilities I have ever seen.
Hey hey hey, now… Ohio isn’t that bad, is it??? I live there, but living here, I guess I never have to stop at our rest areas…
Make that HAVE. I was chasing Ohio Central steam last summer, and had to stop at the Ohio roadside “rest areas” a few times. While the ones on the toll roads are fine, these looked like came out of a horror movie. NPS toilets are palaces by comparison!
If my state has lousy toilets, I may have to change the location in my profile to someplace reputed to have nicers potty’s. I am ashamed.
If you ever been to Boy Scout summer camp you should be real familiar with them…
The neighbors built one in my dad’s front yard for his birthday one year. He let it sit there for a month to get back at them.
I remeber the ole 2-holer at our cottage when I was a kid in northern Ohio. My biggest memory was not someone in the other seat, it is of the wasps that always seem to infest the outhouse in the summer.
I dont wonder. I am only 15. When i go camping some times we have to use those “ahem…bathrooms” like cwclark said and other times we do not even get that. I think that will be a cool building project. Have Fun!!!
Well, Canada has its share of them **houses. One day, during a camping trip in northern Ontario about six years ago, my wife and I got to the far side of a four km loop hiking trail. “Look, Hon,” I said, “someone’s thoughtfully built a single-holer way out here.” Now, if you are like me, just the thought of an outdoor crpper is enough to get the rumbling started down below…if ya know what I mean. So, I opened the door, and the bright sun revealed a nice, clean, newly built biffy. I smiled at Hon, and said I’d only be a minute.
Later, as I was sitting there, and my eyes grew accustomed to the dark interior, my vision adapted to the light inside. As my vision improved, it showed that the biffy was home to about 30 rather large, and bemused, wolf spiders. There is no water so cold as to shrink my gonads the way those spiders did. I could have sworn I heard two of them say, “Should we eat him here, or take him below?” “Are you kidding?” asked the other. “If we take him below, the big one’s’ll get him!”
“Hmm,” I thought. “Do I just run like a fool, pants down around my ankles, or finish with what dignity I can, and tell my wife about it later?” Well, I chose the latter, but it took every ounce of will that I had to complete the ‘job’ the way I felt I should. [:-^]
Selector, I’m sure that at the time, it wasn’t too funny, but I have been laughing for 5 minutes now. Thanks for sharing and making and boring part of the day enjoyable!
As if the side-by-side 2-holer isn’t bad enough, how about a two story biffy? We came across one in an Old West ghost town somewhere in either Wyoming or Nevada almost 40 years ago. I know I’ve got a picture of it somewhere, but I can’t find it. I gotta wonder who got to use the second floor and who had to use the first floor. When I was a youngster in the late 40’s & 50’s (there, now, I’ve shown my age!) we lived on the outskirts of the city and although we had running water, we had no sewer, but we did have a 2-holer in the back yard for many years. My parents’ beach cottage had a biffy in the back of the yard. The whole community had neither running water nor sewer, and I doubt it ever will, although some cottages had wells and septic tanks. Now there’s something else to model–the old hand pump down at the corner of the street. I built up some good arm muscles fetching water from that pump and bringing back blocks of ice from the local ice house. Ahhhh, the memories!
I remember going to my grandparents house out on Deer Isle in Maine and they had a one holer out back in the woods and a well out front that was nothing more then a 2 foot hole in the ground with a large flat rock that you moved to one side to access the well. Next to that there was a pole about 2 feet tall sticking out of the ground with a rope tied to it. On the other end of the rope was a bucket draped over the pole.
In the summertime the trick was to get water out of the well and get back before the mosquitos literally carried you away. In the wintertime the challenge was to break the ice 20 feet below you in the well without falling in.
Ahhh…the island…
Oh and lets not forget the stick (the one you took with you to the “house out back”, wink, wink)
And carrying back a bucket of water in each hand was a lot of fun to…by the end of the trp those bucket bales were murder on the hands. I also remember dad having to climb the pole out by the road to turn on/off the electricity…once we got it in the mid to late 60s
Jarell,
Woodland scenics (and others) makes a model of this…Perhaps it could be put in a model neighbor’s lawn just to get even…