Times change: now we take knee-room at the sink for granted.

Dad’s a cheerful sort, isn’t he? “Yup, Phil, I’m sitting in the new nook with the dogs up, eatin’ an apple. What’s that? Yessir, I shaved my head and put on a layer of caramel. Pretty much the same color as the floor and it goes with the drapes. Flies? Naw, I rub it with DDT. Life’s good, pal. Life’s good."