Uncle Claude had a beautiful outhouse. Maybe not as elegant as the two story variety that Grandpa said the politicians in Washington, DC used, but without a doubt the fanciest building for its purpose between New York and San Francisco.
It was erected on a concrete slab over what appeared to be a bottomless pit. A six panel wood door with a glass knob provided access to what Grandpa proclaimed as the “the King of all Crappers.”
Richard lit the fuse and dropped the stick into the bottomless pit. Within seconds, he and Clifford fully understood the phrase about the fan.