“If you lived in town in the 1930’s, your house probably had
electricity. In town, families started
using electric stoves, coffee makers, waffle irons, hot plates, electric
roasters and Waring Blenders. But if you
lived in a farmhouse in the country, you did not have electricity.
Before the government
hooked up farmhouse to electricity, farm life was very different and much more
work. There were not electric lights, radios, air conditioners, washers and
dryers, electric irons. Of course, there were no computers, televisions,
microwave ovens, or video games. In farm
houses and barns, light came from kerosene lamps that were so dim you almost
had to use a flashlight to see if they were on.
On the farm, men and women, boys and girls did work by hand:
hauling water, milking cows, pitching hay, picking corn, and cranking the cream
separator or corn shelling machines by hand. Farm women cooked meals on a stove
that burned wood or corncobs. Families heated water on the stove to take baths
and wash clothes. The family’s bathroom was outdoors, an unheated shack over a
deep pit.”
-“Farming
in the 1930’s” (livinghistoryfarm.org)
Today is Mom’s 95th birthday. It is hard to believe that she was born
almost 100 years ago. As time inserts
itself between her death and the present, the memories that I have of her
become increasing dimmer, but the earliest years of her life are something that
I have almost no knowledge of at all.
The quote above gives a sense of what some aspects of basic rural life were like in the 1930’s, and
Mom’s childhood took place even a decade before that. Rural South
Dakota in the 1920’s was hardly in the forefront of
cutting edge technology.
Rather than
trying to remember what I no longer can, I am trying, sitting in my room here,
to re-imagine what it might have been like for Mom when she was young. In a certain sense, this might be a somewhat
easier task for me than others since the house in which I am sitting was built
in the late 1800’s. The doors, window
frames, old wooden flooring, basement walls made of slate from the river, and
the remains of old fireplaces making stripping away some of the modern
conveniences a little easier, but still, life would be radically different.
First of
all, there would have been no electricity.
Mom would have been doing school homework by kerosene lamp. She would have had to use the same lamp to do
chores in the mornings and evenings when it was still dark for long periods of
the year. Bedtimes would have been earlier.
She would have also needed the lamp to make her way out to the outhouse
at night – not a particularly pleasant prospect for those who are up and down
to the bathroom during the nights. This
would include those nights in the winter when the temperatures got down to 0°.
No padded toilet seats in rural South
Dakota! Then, as Mom used to say, they used corn cobs
for toilet paper.
In fact,
our whole modern heightened hygienic sensibility would have taken a hit. Having to heat water up on the stove just to
take a bath, not to mention having to take turns at the tub with at least half
a dozen siblings would certainly have required a different concept of
cleanliness. Finding a proper skin
softener or lip gloss was probably no high on Mom’s lit. More the fact that with clothes being washed
by hand, most of the family wore the same clothing for several days in a row
and if, as Mom used to say, during winter they brought the baby pigs in the
house to keep warm by the stove, the family was probably a great deal more
tolerant of bodily odors.
Mom used to
say that she and her oldest sister Lucille were hardier so did more of the
outdoor chores whereas the sister between them, Elaine was more delicate and
more of the inside work. Even so, Mom probably took part in the cooking. With wood burning stoves, making meals were
something that took up a much greater part of the day. The variety of food available to them was
probably fairly small in comparison with today. Particularly in winter. The closest city to them was Aberdeen, but in winter probably not much
variety was available even there. The
fruits and vegetables Mom ate during those times were likely from what the
family had been able to can in fall and probably had just a few staple meals
that they rotated.
Of course,
this is all imagination constructed from the few things that Mom did say about
the day to day life of her childhood.
Still, I think it is remarkable to think of how much changed during the
span of Mom’s life. She never got into
using computers, but she definitely made use of microwaves. I think there is a lot of truth to
St. Augustine’s
saying “Give me a child until he is seven and he is mine for life.” Those early experiences of Mom’s probably did
a lot to form her in ways that we can never really understand.