the Ole Kitchen Sink

Remembrances of my childhood…

I even remember getting a bath there

I can still see that ole kitchen sink in my mind’s eye; our only source for water in our little house when I was growing up. Water for washing our cloths, our dishes and ourselves was all obtained from that one single faucet. Just one single bowl, nothing fancy, like I said it was just a source for water. Mom washed off the vegetables there, washed some of our clothes there, childhood scrapes and abrasions were wash off there, we brushed our teeth there, washed our hands there and I even remember my mother giving me a bath there, though I hated it. A water heater wouldn’t come along until after we finally remodeled, moving that old kitchen to the back of the house some years later.

water was heated on the old wood stove and added as needed

We didn’t have a washing machine for our clothes either at first and I remember my mom washing our clothes by hand on an old scrub board in an old galvanized wash tub. That old tub also doubled as the family bath tub until we had a bathtub built-in during the remodeling project I mentioned earlier. The old wash tub would be filled with water from the kitchen sink while a pan was heated on the old wood stove and added as needed. I mentioned in an earlier hub that dad had said, “We was as poor as Job’s turkey” and I’m sure my mom and dad had to cut many corners in that little house while trying to raise us kids. I remember them even showing me rationing stamps left over after WWII but as a child I can’t say I remember the actual severity of the times.

if it couldn’t be canned, pickled or made into jelly, it was eaten

During late summer and through the fall of each year, at harvest time you could find corn, tomatoes, potatoes, turnips, various greens, apples, cherries and I’m sure I’ve missed mentioning some... All sorts of fruits and vegetables; if it couldn’t be canned, pickled or made into jelly, it was eaten soon after harvest. We just had a little icebox at first so we couldn’t freeze anything. It had to be ‘hot packed’ like tomatoes or canned like corn and beans. Turnips, apples and potatoes would keep into the winter and some through the winter by placing them on the bare floor in the basement. Even green tomatoes could be kept and would even ripen some if rolled individually in old newspaper and stored in the basement. Jams and Jellies and the canned goods could also be stored in the basement or cellar until ready for use, and then brought to that ole kitchen sink, washed, opened and readied for cooking or the table.

mom’s new toy...

You can see that ole kitchen sink was a hub for all sorts of different activities, even though that little old spigot just brought forth cold water. A number of years later that old kitchen was converted into a bedroom for my older sister, Peggy and a new modern kitchen was built on the back of that little old house along with a large back porch. That new kitchen had a refrigerator, with a freezer, cabinets and a bar with a built-in twin bowl sink with a spigot that swivels right to left. Mom could finally wash and rinse the dishes in the same sink and at the same time. The new sink even had a sprayer, but mom said it didn’t get all the soap off the dishes so she didn’t use it. Each dish or utensil had to be completely submerged and hand rubbed to remove all the suds in the other side of that new sink. Hey, this was mom’s new toy and she knew how she wanted you to ‘play’ while working at her new sink…

© 2010 SamSonS

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johnnynaakea 6 years ago

Great hub! Times were simpler and healthier.

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks johnny, man your fast


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dahoglund 6 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

I've done the thing wiith green tomatoes. I didn't have much farm experience but my grandparents had no indoor plumbing. They did have a pump that pumped water from a cistern. I think it was used for cooking and dish washing.

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50 Caliber 6 years ago from Arizona

Samsons, sounds a lot like home, I voted you up all the way. You tripped my trigger to days harder but simpler they were great, and I've stumbled back to them in many ways, thanks 50

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lifegate 6 years ago from Pleasant Gap, PA


Another great hub. Thanks bunches!

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Judicastro 6 years ago from birmingham, Alabama

Hi Samson

I know your mom was like a kid in a candy store with her new kitchen! You know it's an amazing thing about kids. You said that as a child you couldn't remember the severity of their needs, I know we struggled when I was growing up but I don't remember it that way. Same thing with our kids. There were times when all we had were potatoes. The kids love their dads potatoes but don't remember that it was so hard. Chris on the other hand can't peel a potato without remembering those days, still painful. Thanks for the share. I remember at gramma's having to go outside for water.

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

*thanks dahoglund for your comments...

*and 50, I always look for your faithful remarks...

*and my dear brother in Christ, lifegate, your encourage me

*Judi, my dear friend, thank you for sharing your sweet reminisce.

blessings, all...

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fred allen 6 years ago from Myrtle Beach SC

Makes me have a greater appreciation for the conveniences I have enjoyed in my lifetime. Your sweet spirit shines brightly in your writing!

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thank you Bro Fred for your sweet spirit and kindness. Like you, I just pray, say amen then wait on the Lord to lead.


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Dave Mathews 6 years ago from NORTH YORK,ONTARIO,CANADA

My goodness you had a faucet to play with. I still remember having to prime the pump and pump water up by hand. momories of the good old days. I remember seeing mom scrub cloths by hand and then we had this ringer thing which was like two pastry rolling pins attached to a turn handle to wring out the water from the clothes before hanging them out on the clothes line. The wringer cranker, and clothes hanger was always me.

I can also remember the ice man coming with a block of ice for the ice box and the coal truck coming and dumping about 8 or 10 bags of coal for the furnace in the basement and the kitchen stove too.

Those were the days of my life, plus helping to raise my four younger brothers and sisters from the crib on up.

Brother Dave.

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks Bro Dave, sounds so familiar doesn't it? I'm sure there were like conditions all over. It seems we've come so far socioeconomically but oh, the ways of sin and corruption, drugs and alcohol accompany growth I guess. Glad I wasn't exposed to the 'finer things of life'.


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"Quill" 6 years ago

Hi samsons1... they were memories as well... you were lucky to have a faucet... I was the running water in our home. All hand pumped by a steel monster across the alley. Pail after pail on wash day then there was bath day. Hated that pump.

Good memories though reading what you have put together.... Thank you

Blessings as always

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks Quill so much for your visit and for sharing your reminisce. I know there were many that had it much harder than we did, I was just a child of 4 or 5 but I can recall that old sink. Like most families we all pulled together and I'm thankful for what experiences we had. Mom and dad told us boys, "hard times will make a man out of ya'."


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carolina muscle 6 years ago from Charlotte, North Carolina

yes, we are spoiled compared to yesterday!

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks carolina, you're right. Glancing behind, we realize the cost of moving forward...

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Kristeen 6 years ago from Michigan

More fond memories of a simpler time. Thanks for sharing.

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks Kristeen for your visit and comments...

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Fiddleman 6 years ago from Zirconia, North Carolina

Great hub, We had cold running water and heated water on the stove for baths. When younger and able to fit inside it, the kitchen sink was my first bathtub.

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks Fiddleman, lots of similar roots...

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drpastorcarlotta 6 years ago from BREAKOUT MINISTRIES, INC. KC

I know that tub!!! lol, lol, My father was from Oaklahoma and that's what we took a bath in when we visited! Oh the memories!! GREAT HUB! Voted-up!

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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thank you for sharing your time of reminisce. I still find myself saying those were the 'good ole days...'

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