A more recent subset of my ancestors drove us out to the pasture in the Packard (back in the not as Distant Days) to drive the cows home for the day and showed us the depression where the initial (Soddy) Homesteaded "house" used to be Back In The Day.
There's Mud huts and then are Mud huts....
My grandfathers and their fathers made The Run into the Cherokee Strip in 1893.
My aunts and uncles told of growing up, first in a dugout, then in a soddy.
My grandchildren, of course, simply can't imagine such a thing.
How far we've come, how much we've lost, yet how much we've gained over the course of a few generations.