Sunday, October 31, 2021

Falling into Bad Company

 

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This example is in much better condition than the one at Grandma's house.

Following Halloween shenanigans, outhouse tipping continued. Every house built in late 1800 era sported an outhouse, a necessity for the pre-plumbing days.  Some were quality, meant to last for many years.  Others were built in haste and their construction showed rickety and rotting wood.  Easy pickings, they were targets of gangs of boys treading through darkness and, with little effort, tipping those over.

My Grandmother Amy lived in one of those old houses and had one of the latter outhouses.  This made her graying and rusting outhouse a frequent subject of the outhouse gang.

Each time Grandma Amy had to phone my father, who then drove through dusky hours to place the structure back over the pit. After almost every night's misadventures, Dad and Grandma devised a plan:  move the outhouse over into wild roses, leaving the pit open under a dark moonless sky.  While they waited in silence and darkness with an occasional smirk and giggle, these monsters approached through with giggles of their own.

Moments later screams and profanity were heard as surprised boys tumbled feet forward into the open pit, a not-too empty pit at that.

Grandma and Dad switched on the porch light, and armed with flashlights, they smiled down on faces of well-known-miscreant teenagers. What the.....get us outta here...damn you...

Grandma armed with a water hose and Dad with a rope managed to pull the three boys out.  A casual stream of water dripped down over the excrement covered boys, leaving a healthy amount of odoriferous matter behind.  Dad directed them to place the outhouse back over the pit, promising to inform the town's mayor about them.


Following the order of penance, grumbling in whispers, the boys settled every outhouse through out town, securing them safely and securely in place.  They even assisted my father in building a new outhouse for my grandma; they also dug a new pit for her outhouse, refilling an old full pit in with soil.

This was a memory that gave Grandma a source of giggles the rest of her life.  God Bless Her.


A few years later, an addition to her house included a toilet and sink.


Amy Lucy (Dolly) Nichols Peck
July 1970


34 comments:

  1. A punishment which perfectly fit the crime. Love it.

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    1. The amazing thing is that my Grandma was an upright old fashioned grandma. This was a real departure from her generation.

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  2. We loved the story. I do remember a few flipped out houses, but mostly trash cans. But that is SWEET revenge. Good stuff.
    Sherry & jack
    just biding our time.

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  3. Brilliant. Some kids need such a lesson else they'd continue on their vandal ways.

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    1. I have wondered about those boys, evil guys. Probably they went to Vietname.

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    1. Great, isn't it! Truth is always amusing and sometimes messy.

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  5. So perfect! Plus the punishment sure fit the crime and grime! Your Grandma was a very pretty lady! (She deserved an inside powder room!)

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    1. Grandma was a brilliant woman, studied to be a doctor. Became a pharmacist, 1918.

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  6. How I loved this story. Hurray for Grandma, becoming a pharmacist in 1918. And, getting those teens to do all those, shall we say, public service projects as their penance. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com

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    1. Those young men probably remembered this event reallly well.

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  7. Hahahahahaha, the perfect Halloween story! KARMA!

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  8. What a great story! My poor grandma was pestered by kids who like to knock mailboxes off with ball bats. Too bad she did have a poo pit to catch them in.

    Thanks for sharing. Loved it!

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    1. The mailbox issue would be hard, Gma had a mail box in the post office.

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  9. I'm glad none of that outhouse tipping happened around here. Many rural towns still had a few outhouses in back yards into the 1960s. We called them "dunnies" and were very glad when "dunny paper" was no longer squares of old newspapers.
    I am kind of glad your Grandma caught those boys in a most effective way.

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    1. Grandma was seriously religious, so it surprised me that she enjoyed it so much.

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  10. I'm glad she caught those vermin in her trap!

    My school students were notorious for STEALING an outhouse every Halloween, and putting it in front of the school for the morning after Halloween. The principal got tired of having to apologize to the angry owners, and send custodians to return it.

    When we moved into our new building, he had the custodians wait on the roof during Halloween night, and spray the culprits with water hoses. Not a lot. Just so they'd think it was raining, then not, then raining again. The thieves were wearing hoodies to not be identified by the cameras, but forgot that their vehicles were not disguised.

    The custodians had a good time with their prank, and the thieves had to apologize and deliver the outhouse. That was the end of the tradition.

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  11. They sure showed them! Falling into an outhouse pit is something I'm sure they never got over.

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    1. Traumatized, I cannot imagine climbing out of that.

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  12. My dad moved our outhouse forward one Halloween because the rumor was that ours had been one of many targeted for tipping that year. The tipping never happened. I suspect it was because my uncles were involved in the tipping and they knew it was moved. Then there was the year we were driving home and saw the same bunch setting an outhouse at the main intersection of town.

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    1. That's amazing. In the center of the main part of town? Oh that was creative.

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  13. That is a funny story. They deserved what they got, and something rotten (hahaha) was turned into something good (for them and the people they were helping). :)

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  14. A wonderful ending, i hope it taught them to think before doing such things again.

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    1. They had done enough bad deeds in their wake without the community coming down on them.

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  15. That's probably the funniest Halloween story I've ever heard. Thanks for the giggles!

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  16. Many thanks for sharing this story.

    Wishing you a good month of November.

    All the best Jan

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