In the late 1950’s Sharon and I started dating when we both worked at the same shopping center. We had gone to the drive-in movie a couple of times after work. One Saturday when I suggested that we go to the movie after work, Sharon told me that her parents wanted to meet me. We went to her house that evening and spent some time watching television with her parents and her little brother. We were eating popcorn and drinking Pepsi and after a while I could wait no longer. I politely asked her parents if I might use their bathroom. Just imagine this city boy’s reaction when her father said, “Yep, it’s right out back!”