jaguarbass::I am 55, I remember My mother was born in the city of Atlanta in a clapboard shack no water or electricity, chickens and roosters running through the yard. she told me she was so poor she ate dirt. I saw her brothers and sisters eat mustard and ketchup sandwiches. I saw that shack when I was growing up.:::::::::::;;;;;;;;;; Same here...I can remember coal oil lamps burning in my grandmother's two room clapboard house and taking the path to the outhouse. I never heard of an indoor toilet until my dad got a new job and we moved to the city when I was 6 years of age. Then I had to wear shoes to school. That's the truth.