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Dad had this carved into the door of our outhouse. Here I sit forlorn and grey, While my City cousins get a nickel a play. Someone had told him about going to the city and seeing a pay toilet.

Is it my imagination, or did a group of formly prolific and interestingly vocal posters recently make an exit, never come back to this site? I miss the debates and the information they provided; fact or fiction.

DH and I have a farm of 150 acres. It will easily support another family. :frow We are considering trying to find another family to live here and share the work, and help make it as self sufficient as possible. We would only require them to pay their personal expenses for any thing not grown...