Late 1940s to mid '50s...
By the time I was ~9 or 10, I was already the stationary engineer for our house. We'd get deliveries of a ton (bituminous) about once a month, depending on weather, but guess who got the responsibility for knowing when we should order, etc.
Of course all this with Pop checking up on me every once in a while. I still remember banking the fire at night and shaking it down and re-coaling it in the mornings. Regulation wasn't all that difficult since there were air ports both above and below the grates, by partial banking by throwing ashes on the fire, by not shaking down the grates for a while, and partially closing the valves on the room radiators.
We converted to oil, with a spinner in the center of the firebox that centrifugally sprayed the oil against hot ignition plates arranged in a circle, so the combustion was against the actual wall of the firebox.
Terry, 230RN