I love the story about the root cellar, don't think I've ever seen one, but in the 40's we lived in a big old house that had slanted wooden doors on the outside of the house. Don't think I ever tried to go down there. I do remember the old basement so maybe that was an outside exit. That old house in Minneapolis isn't around any more, kind of went the way with progress. I'm glad your story brought back these old memories for me. I have to ask my DH if he remembers having a root cellar when he lived back in Minnesota, he seems to remember a lot of his early memories.
