He got our home donated, which was the upper floor of an army barracks. Eventually it was plumbed, but initially we would wash our dishes at spigots inside of the park and then walk back to the army barracks where we were living. Our son, Noah, had just been born, just a little baby. A whole group of plumbers came out as eventually and plumbed things for us, but it was always volunteer. So things weren’t necessarily finished by the volunteers at the same time. So that we had a bucket under the sink, where you washed your hands, that caught the water from the sink, we did have running water eventually to the barracks. Then I would take that water, and that’s how we would flush the toilet. The bathtub was plumbed, but you could put your hand like this and your soap would slip under the house.
