Now I share this Facebook message because it is of hysterical value to the partnership, its heirs and assigns:
Dan Morrison I'll always remember the project Dad entrusted to me at age 15. I designed and prefabricated an outhouse for The Farm. Built it in my Mom's back yard. If there were any complaints, I was oblivious.
Knocked it down, trailered it to the mountains where we were greeted with a deep snowstorm. We broke it into several bundles and we dragged it 1/4 mile or so, up and down hill. It stood up here (I'm at our country place right now) for more than 20 years until crushed by a falling tree.
Knocked it down, trailered it to the mountains where we were greeted with a deep snowstorm. We broke it into several bundles and we dragged it 1/4 mile or so, up and down hill. It stood up here (I'm at our country place right now) for more than 20 years until crushed by a falling tree.
