50's family pics

I remember seeing many enema bags in bathroom’s sometimes the door was open and my cousins were in the process of receiving one. When I was younger I used to deliver freight usually to businesses and occasionally to private addresses. One time when I made a delivery to a private address and I asked the lady there who was extremely beautiful if I could use the restroom in her house and she said yes. When I walked in the restroom there was a enema bag hanging from the shower rod. I took a leak and got a boner at the same time. When I walked out of the restroom she was a little awkward around me, she realized that her enema bag was hanging. I thanked the lady for letting me use the restroom and went on to the next delivery. It was the best freight delivery of my life.

The enema bag hung on the bathroom door from the time that I started to remember, until I was 13. Scared the daylights out of me! When I was about 5, my mother gave me the only enema in my life ( I think). I screamed like a banshee. Got a toy sailboat for finally allowing her to do it, without me screaming!! But it was always THERE!

Ours was in the linen closet across from the only bathroom.

Not a picture, but a good memory: Back in the mid 90's I was developing and building new single family houses. One of the first ones that we built was sold to a young couple moving from Texas to my area (Virginia). They were well off and I remember she was very slender and attractive, I believe the husband was in the energy business. Shortly after they had moved into the house, there were a few miscellaneous punch-list items and I went to the house with one of our crew to go over the list. One of the items to be fixed was in the master bathroom and as I walked in, the linen closet door was open. Hanging in plain sight was a two quart, red rubber bag, with hose and douche nozzle attached. I can still imagine that cutie in the shower with the bag hung and the hose between her legs.....

Several years ago when cell phones with cameras came, out one of my high school girlfriends remarked. "Can you imagine what we would have done with cell phone cameras?" One of the girls retorted. "Not even Victoria would have had a secret!" We were pretty naughty with Polaroids.

I remember as a child , and young teen in the 60’s, seeing enema bags in bathrooms, and rectal thermometers in medicine cabinets, and on nightstands. The rectal thermometers were a huge turn on if there were attractive females in the house. My imagination ran wild.

At our house, a douche/enema bag always hung in the bathroom shower, and anyone using the bathroom couldn’t miss seeing it. Our linen closet, across from the bathroom, also had a couple of douche/enema bags and different types of nozzles. The same was also true for our grandmother's house. One douche/enema bag always hung in the large walk-in shower in the bathroom. However, her house was different in that the linen closet was in the bathroom where there was a variety of different types of enema equipment stored. There were different types, styles, and sizes of douche/enema bags along with various different styles of nozzles and colon tubes. The same was also true for our friends that we normally played with. All had douche/enema bags hanging in the bathroom and visible in their linen closet. In the nineteen fifties, enemas were commonplace, and was something most people got from time to time. We never really gave it a second thought. It was just a part of life back then.