A rather old-fashioned lady, always quite delicate and elegant,
especially in her language, and her husband were planning a week's vacation in
Florida, so she wrote to a campground and asked for a reservation. She wanted to
make sure the campground was fully equipped, but didn't quite know how to ask
about the toilet facilities.
She just couldn't bring herself to write the word "toilet" in her letter. After much deliberation, she finally came up with the old-fashioned term "bathroom commode." But when she wrote that down, she still felt that she was being too forward. So she started all over again, rewrote the entire letter, and referred to the bathroom commode merely as the "B.C."
"Does the campground have its own B.C.?"
Well, the campground owner just couldn't figure out what the woman was
talking about. " B.C." really stumped him. After worrying about it for a
while, he showed the letter to several campers, but no one could imagine what
the lady meant. So the campground owner, finally coming to the conclusion that
the lady must be asking about the location of the Baptist Church, sat down and
wrote the following reply:
"Dear Madam: I regret very much the delay in answering your letter,
but I now take the pleasure of informing you that a B.C. is located
nine miles north of the campground, and is capable of seating 250
people at one time. I admit it is quite a distance away if you are
in the habit of going regularly, but no doubt you will be pleased to
learn that a great number of our people take their lunches along and
make a day of it. They usually arrive early and stay late. If you
don't start early, you probably will not make it in time. The last
time my wife and I went was six years ago, and it was so crowded we
had to stand up the whole time we were there. It may interest you to
know that right now there is a supper planned to raise money to buy
more seats. They're going to hold it in the basement of the B.C. I
would like to say it pains me very much not being able to go more
often, but it surely is no lack of desire on my part. As we grow
older, it seems to be more of an effort, particularly in cold
weather. If you decide to come down to our campground, perhaps I
could go with you the first time you go, sit with you, and introduce
you to all the other folks. Remember, this is a friendly community!!"