Down at Schubert’s, daddy built mom a sink safe (or cabinet). He never painted or varnished it. The pump was green and the pipe went straight down into the cellar. At Schubert’s, the cistern was kind of right outside the cellar somehow and we need to ask Vernon how daddy managed getting it into the cellar… I don’t remember. We could pump water into the sink and it didn’t freeze up like the outside pump in cold weather. The pump outside was a chain device like ours was on the Stressnor place. The cistern was under the porch room, so the water was usually cold. And when the summer heat melted the butter and soured the cream, we put them (I don’t remember how) down into the cistern to keep them from spoiling. That was before daddy bought mom the coal oil refrigerator. I remember the frige was full of gallon jars full of cream before we made butter on Friday. Daddy would get ice at the Schubert service station to put around the butter on Saturday while we peddled it. We also had cooked cheese made on Friday. The cheese curds were soured and allowed to ferment on a shelf in the kitchen. It stank very badly. If someone came, Mom took down one of the pans of cheese and stirred it in the presence of the guest so that they didn’t think the smell was of baby diapers. Mom was a very resourceful person…bless her soul!