So there we were. Outdoor temperature below freezing, no fire now inside, and the whole place covered with black, oily grime. The amount of scrubbing, laundry, and overall thorough cleanup you really don't want to know about; and you certainly never, ever want to experience it.
Also, the tank for the fuel was a 275 gallon behemoth that stood on stilts beside the house. And even though the price of fuel was less than thirty cents a gallon most of the time, unbelievable as that may be, to fill the tank could easily take an "investment" of over sixty bucks. It was something one could not postpone to more flush times. If it was oil or bread, we took oil.

To this time, most fundamental, evangelical, and even many of the old-line churches had Sunday evening services which typically were held at 7:30. Virtually all churches chose at that time one of two alternatives: move service up to 6 o'clock so everyone could get home in time to visit the Ponderosa; or, eliminate evening service entirely. Over the intervening years, many of those who chose the first alternative, eventually defaulted to the second, and churches all over the Bible belt sit darkened on the evening of the Lord's Day.
© 2010 David W. Lacy
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4 comments:
Sylvia and I made it through our first winter in our first house as owners, but not without difficulties. There was a woodburner cook stove in the kitchen and a gravity fed space heater in the living room. The tank was on stilts, but the bottom 20% of the tank was below the space heater. With fuel in the tank, we got cold.
Chuck-- Ah, the good old days, wot?
Ha Ha... We had coal, not oil. But Bonanza came on at 9 pm where I was, so we could do evening service and race right home to see it!
Shark--I had forgotten this little detail. No longer the case, but at the time we were in the Central Time zone.
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