What I remember the community outhouses at Lake Shore Park being called is "Johns". And when we'd carry the steel-with-ceramic-coating "pot" from the camp to empty it in the "John", we'd say we were going to "water the blueberries". Details about how the "pots" got so full in a crowded camp would be beyond good taste...
Which reminds me of a place that's still there, on Rte 11 near the road to Wiers - although it was "Barton's Village", my Dad (or was it us kids) would always say "There's Bathroom Village!"
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