The Eleanor

My grandmother bought the property where this outhouse was planted back in Kingman County Kansas. None of the girl cousins (who knows about the rowdy boy cousins?) were brave enough to check to see if it it was in a functional location, and generally gave the thing a wide berth.

Just about a year ago, we were saying goodbye to the place, and share our memories. The farm has not been in the family for generations, although dozens of grandkids remember it fondly. Grandma had sold her previous farm about a mile away to one son and moved to this one in 1959ish. The house was pretty decrepit and they soon tore it down and replaced it with an all-electric wonder, plus a hangar, and Quonset style machine shed, Said shed is  where Grandma and Uncle Martin lived while the house was built.

There were plenty of outbuildings to explore including a root cellar and this outhouse. No one is sure how old it is, but I suspect it dates to the Depression. In my sketchy recall of US history, I believe that they were affectionately known as Eleanors in honor of the First Lady.

It was still full of the cobwebs, and promise of splinters, dirt, spider and worse, and so we gave it one final look and parting (snap)shot and said goodbye.