Your childhood home...

Hmmm, this could rapidly turn into a thread: I was poorer than
you. Pecos and I are in the running.
The days before indoor plumbing are faint memories, until, until
my parent's bought a cabin in the far, far rural.
Do I want those memories?
Not sure
 

My dad was the softy. My mom not so much.
Same in our home, baby and childcare, cooking, baking, housework, the entire home (for that matter), anything and everything that revolved around the homemaking aspect of our tiny little abode, mom was in charge of, and all outside stuff such as yard-work, gardening, etc, was dads baby.
 
Same in our home, baby and childcare, cooking, baking, housework, the entire home (for that matter), anything and everything that revolved around the homemaking aspect of our tiny little abode, mom was in charge of, and all outside stuff such as yard-work, gardening, etc, was dads baby.
It was much the same in our home. In the Japanese culture or shall I say the Asian culture back then the girl(me) followed whatever my mother did and she taught me. My sole goal was to learn everything from her to be a good wife to whoever I was to marry. That was one of the major reason I wanted to move on at such an early age along with the dream I had to succeed as a baker. My brother had the same thing with fixing household things, mowing the grass, learning how to do the financial things. That is the way it was.
 

It was much the same in our home. In the Japanese culture or shall I say the Asian culture back then the girl(me) followed whatever my mother did and she taught me. My sole goal was to learn everything from her to be a good wife to whoever I was to marry. That was one of the major reason I wanted to move on at such an early age along with the dream I had to succeed as a baker. My brother had the same thing with fixing household things, mowing the grass, learning how to do the financial things. That is the way it was.
Yes, so true, in fact I refer to it as the traditional way, so common it was back in the day.
 
We had a 2 bedroom house and 7 kids. Mom and Dad got one bedroom with my youngest (infant) brother in a crib. Myself and 3 other sister had the other bedroom. Two oldest brothers got the basement. When youngest brother was older, he went to the basement too. When my older sister left and got married, I got her bed.

We did indeed have a laundry chute to the basement and I was responsible for the laundry. We had one bathroom.

There was no escape in the house, we had to play outside.
 
Yes, so true, in fact I refer to it as the traditional way, so common it was back in the day.
When I tell people I have never married and have never had children they most always look shocked. I tell them I was so wrapped up trying to keep my business going. I had relationships with men along the way. Some of which were long term, but never walked down that aisle. I don't even regret it really.
 
We had a 2 bedroom house and 7 kids. Mom and Dad got one bedroom with my youngest (infant) brother in a crib. Myself and 3 other sister had the other bedroom. Two oldest brothers got the basement. When youngest brother was older, he went to the basement too. When my older sister left and got married, I got her bed.

We did indeed have a laundry chute to the basement and I was responsible for the laundry. We had one bathroom.

There was no escape in the house, we had to play outside.
We, too, were shoed out the door to go and play, but how nice it was to have a domain of our own to escape to when a little me time was in order. :)
 
When I tell people I have never married and have never had children they most always look shocked. I tell them I was so wrapped up trying to keep my business going. I had relationships with men along the way. Some of which were long term, but never walked down that aisle. I don't even regret it really.
And nor should you regret it, Yo-Yo.

As far as I'm concerned, society and it's very ways, equates to being far too wrapped up in worrying about what everyone else is doing, and in turn, it seems society and it's beliefs and ideals (as a whole) has failed to progress past the old belief and ways of the past related to, once a person is out of the house, marriage and kids should follow. What a boring world it would be if all followed that same course.

The part that actually irritates me about all of this is, there seems to be an underlying mentality that still exists, where just because everyone else is getting married and having children, EVERYONE should be doing the same.

I envy you! :)
 
And nor should you regret it, Yo-Yo.

As far as I'm concerned, society and it's very ways, equates to being far too wrapped up in worrying about what everyone else is doing, and in turn, it seems society and it's beliefs and ideals (as a whole) has failed to progress past the old belief and ways of the past related to, once a person is out of the house, marriage and kids should follow. What a boring world it would be if all followed that same course.

The part that actually irritates me about all of this is, there seems to be an underlying mentality that still exists, where just because everyone else is getting married and having children, EVERYONE should be doing the same.

I envy you! :)
Why thank you. I think it was way worse back in the day than even today. I think women are standing up for themselves much more and that is making me smile and proud of these young women. I still think there is more to be done with that but that is another issue. Women and Men need to just figure out what pace that works for them. Everyone is different.
 
Why thank you. I think it was way worse back in the day than even today. I think women are standing up for themselves much more and that is making me smile and proud of these young women. I still think there is more to be done with that but that is another issue. Women and Men need to just figure out what pace that works for them. Everyone is different.
I agree, and what a welcome change it is.
 
I recall being constantly asked, in my mid-30's .. "when are you going to have children?". I got so sick and tired of hearing it that I admit I lost my cool.

My daughter and my nephews, all married, don't have children. That's their personal choice and should be respected.
I agree wholeheartedly, it's a changing world and it's nice to see a percentage of society is actively moving away from the old.
 
I remember we had a old ascot water heater over the sink in my parents home in London..
plus one in the bathroom to heat the water up!
My grandad had that over his sink when I was a child in the 60's ..I remember it very well...
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My grandad had that over his sink when I was a child in the 60's ..I remember it very well...
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Holly. Those Ascot heaters, were they/are they more associated with (unique to) the UK?

I've never seen one before, not had I heard about them before prior to starting this thread.
 
Holly. Those Ascot heaters, were they/are they more associated with the UK?

I've never seen one before, not had I heard about them before prior to starting this thread.
I dunno mi chica... I just remember my grandfather having one over his little sink...he lived in a ground floor tenement flat... (slum basically)

... we didn't have one we had an immersion heater... and a gas copper boiler in our house.
 
I was raised in a 3 bedroom house with one bathroom. My sister and I shared a room until I was 5yrs old and my brother got married and then drafted. 2 yrs later her moved in my parents house and my sister and I had to share a bedroom together again. Thank goodness we had a nice basement and if friends came over we could play in the basement. After I got married my husband built a bathroom for my Mom and Dad on the first floor so they wouldn't have to climb stairs just to use the bathroom.
 
I dunno mi chica... I just remember my grandfather having one over his little sink...he lived in a ground floor tenement flat... (slum basically)

... we didn't have one we had an immersion heater... and a gas copper boiler in our house.
Holly, I'm gathering the big copper boilers you're talking about would in fact be big, like an giant oversized hot water tank stood on it's side?
 
I was raised in a 3 bedroom house with one bathroom. My sister and I shared a room until I was 5yrs old and my brother got married and then drafted. 2 yrs later her moved in my parents house and my sister and I had to share a bedroom together again. Thank goodness we had a nice basement and if friends came over we could play in the basement. After I got married my husband built a bathroom for my Mom and Dad on the first floor so they wouldn't have to climb stairs just to use the bathroom.
Yes, having an area of the house to call home was a dream as a young child. I totally remember that.
 
We lived in a mansion that had been cut up into 4 apts. One bathroom, but kind of elegant I guess. Huge yard. But, we'd go to Virginia to see my mother's "people" and they had an outhouse and my mother's mother (her mom and dad were divorced when she was 4 - dad was super educated, her mom was "mountain folks", but everyone knew they made the best moonshine around.

They had an outhouse and a smokehouse. Grandpa would say "its mighty cold sluggin' down to that outhouse but mighty warm coming back (that's where he kept the jug).
 
Seven females in the house...….one bathroom. I think my dad peed out in the bushes occasionally.

Showers had to be short; my dad would yell, "DO YOU THINK WATER COMES OUT OF A HOLE IN THE GROUND????" When I went away to college, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. All those showers and seldom were they all being used. More than once, I was in the shower for an hour.

We had a basement but it wasn't one you wanted to be in. Cold and wet and full of creepy-crawlies.
 
My older brother was 6 years old....When I came along, My Mom and Dad first kept me in their bedroom....When I was about a year old
Mom changed my brother's room for me....My brother had the 3rd bedroom....Because the room that was closer to my Mom to here
if I cried...It also was connected by a door to my parents bedroom....Then came the rascal....LOL! My younger brother was born when I was
6 years old....Then Mom put the 2 boy's in the bedroom I had and she put me in the other room, which I loved....
We had a great recreation room....My Dad made a bar and chairs....Also a refrigerator...The room was good for dancing...My parents
always had parties...Also for the kids....I loved my growing up in that house...Then we moved when I finished High School...Moved to
another home...I still always will love my old home...A college knocked down our homes and the college took over the street...
Of course my parents made out very well, by the college buying up the homes..(did love that home) It was sad....
 
Seven females in the house...….one bathroom. I think my dad peed out in the bushes occasionally.

Showers had to be short; my dad would yell, "DO YOU THINK WATER COMES OUT OF A HOLE IN THE GROUND????" When I went away to college, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. All those showers and seldom were they all being used. More than once, I was in the shower for an hour.

We had a basement but it wasn't one you wanted to be in. Cold and wet and full of creepy-crawlies.
"Peeing in the bushes?" That can be embarrassing.
My dad peed in the bushes occasionally. Once, someone saw him & called police.
He was arrested & charged with indecent exposure.
He was released later due to insufficient evidence.
 

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