I'm just 44 and remembered over 20 of these. Southern Illinois, the land that time forgot. I remember getting indoor plumbing. We had an outhouse, a well with a small pump in the kitchen. You got in trouble if you forgot to refill the priming can with water when you were done.
I remember the less pleasant stuff too. Like chopping ice off the pond at 5:30 in the morning so the animals could drink. Slopping the hogs, feeding the chickens. Two buckets of coal and one of wood on the back porch every night. If you didn't, the whole family was cold in the morning and you were trying to get frozen coal chunks separated from the pile. I remember walking up the hill in the snow to get to the school bus because they didn't go down the dirt road to our house.
It was a hard life, but we grew strong, learned a lot, lived with nature, read books, listened to music, talked. Spent the summer barefoot and no shirt, fished, caught tadpoles, frogs, crayfish. Swam every day in the creek that we dammed ourselves. Camped in a indian lean-to we made out of 4" diameter trees. It is probably still standing.
We enjoyed the good things even more because they were special, not everyday, not taken for granted.
Buz