Judging by the address 2220, this is on the west end of town, near where my cousins lived on South 21st Street. Down on the flats, just a couple miles from the Missouri River. Lots of these old neighborhood shop style buildings down there still, when I was a kid in the '70s. Great little big town to grow up in.

They still had one like on the right at a laundromat in Mesquite, Texas that my mom used to go to in the middle to late 60's. I remember it so very well because I got my hand stuck between the rollers, about 30 seconds after she told me to, "Stop playing with that!". I was just tall enough to reach the rollers to get my right hand stuck there up past my knuckles. It scared the bejeezus out of me especially when I could not pull my hand out and panicked. A quick yank on the handle by my Mom freed me though.

I found it interesting to compare the difference between the two wringer washer machines - primarily Wood vs Metal - and wonder how many years apart they were manufactured - about 10 ? ?

That item on top of the tbale is a kerosene, two-burner stove. The kerosene is contained in a glass jar to the right and feeds the fuel into the bottom of each burner. The knob at the bottom of each burner controls the size of the flame.

the item on the rickety table to the right of the tree?

Concerning phone numbers. In Montgomery, where I grew up, we had a five digit phone number 3-4869, then we went to a two letter prefix (AMhurst 3-4869). All private lines.

Mom said we once had a party line. She told me the story of Dad getting a chicken bone stuck in his throat and it being an emergency you could request the party line to be freed up. But the party on the line wouldn't get off. They finally did and Mom was able to call the Doctor who made a house call to remove the stuck bone. Try getting a doctor to make a house call today. :)

At my first job in the 1950s, the newspaper where I worked had two published phone numbers, 3 and 4. I never knew who had had the numbers 1 and 2.

Oh my! I would love to have one of those! Just imagine it cleaned up with nickel plating?!

including the kitchen sink!

That city street is nicely-paved with paving stones and is something any municipality would be justifiably proud of (especially in the 1930's), but there's certainly a lot of, er, "dark matter" lodged up against the curb . . . (And we're not talking advanced physics here!)

Great shot of two Depression-era entrepreneurs trying to power through some pretty tough economic times.

I'm old enough to remember 6-digit phone numbers, but not five. Phone 4903J.

[The letter suffix indicates a party line. Several customers shared the same line and phone number digits, differentiated only by the "ring code" letter, which determines the ring pattern for a specific customer's phone. - tterrace]

"So, you want the tank with the toilet? Well friend, that's gonna cost you plenty!"

These are not the droids you are looking for.

Jake was less than happy with the surprise in the commode when he was moving items inside at the end of day. It appears that most of Council Bluffs has passed through Midway - including the kitchen sink against the tree.

That elegant heating stove caught my eye. I can barely make out the word "Royal" on it, which possibly makes it from Fuller, Warren & Co., out of Troy, NY.