My family lived in a subdivision where all of the back yards were visible up and down the block and every single Monday (weather permitting) all of the back yards were full of clotheslines full of clothes. My mom tried to be the first one outside - very important to her. My father had to be at work really early in the mornings, so she was up and washing using the wringer washer way before dawn. Then they got a new washer and dryer and that all quit. Doubt if anybody in that neighborhood even has a clothesline outside anymore.