Makes me wonder how I lived so long. Started out with a coal stove on the high plains, then went to wood in the Ozarks. The thing that nearly killed me was Natural Gas when it blew up our camper trailer in 1956. Burnt my mom horribly.
Forgot to add, the woman in the photo is collecting buffalo manure for her fire.
We had wood and coal stoves for heating and cooking until the mid 60’s and then we got LP gas. I hated wood chopping. Still have a scar on my left hand from where I nearly chopped my finger off when the ax slipped while I was splitting wood for the cook stove. I was about ten at the time............