I was raised in a real house (1915) - still had the coal chute and one wall of the coal bin; furnace had gotten a gas burner.
It also had an old cistern (go ahead, I’ll wait ).
I was raised to loathe slab construction as being beneath contempt - if you’re too damn lazy to dig a real basement, at least have a crawl space (having one’s furnace BELOW the living space makes TONS of sense).
Now, the surviving pre-WWII (when basements were the norm) are either in places I don’t want to live, or are priced out of reach.
I suspect this is a guy thing - we still love our caves . The last time women had much use for such things, they were called “root cellars” (yea, go ahead…). Since the advent of factory-canned goods, the food storage angle is kinda moot.
and who the hell is the genius who decided to put the friggin’ furnace in the ATTIC? Brilliant!