What's mainly
wrong with society today is that too many Dirt Roads have been
paved. There's not a problem in America today, crime, drugs, education,
divorce, delinquency that wouldn't be remedied, if we just had
more Dirt Roads, because Dirt Roads give character. People that
live at the end of Dirt Roads learn early on that life is a bumpy
ride. That it can jar you right down to your teeth sometimes,
but it's worth it, if at the end is home...a loving spouse, happy
kids and a dog.
We wouldn't
have near the trouble with our educational system if our kids
got their exercise walking a Dirt Road with other kids, from whom
they learn how to get along. There was less crime in our streets
before they were paved.
Criminals
didn't walk two dusty miles to rob or rape, if they knew they'd
be welcomed by 5 barking dogs and a double barrel shotgun. And
there were no drive by shootings.
Our values
were better when our roads were worse! People did not worship
their cars more than their kids, and motorists were more courteous,
they didn't tailgate by riding the bumper or the guy in front
would choke you with dust & bust your windshield with rocks.
Dirt Roads
taught patience. Dirt Roads were environmentally friendly, you
didn't hop in your car for a quart of milk, you walked to the
barn for your milk. For your mail, you walked to the mailbox.
What if it rained and the Dirt Road got washed out? That was the
best part, then you stayed home and had some family time, roasted
marshmallows and popped popcorn, had a pony ride on Daddy's shoulders
and learned how to make prettier quilts than anybody.
At the end
of Dirt Roads, you soon learned that bad words tasted like soap.
Most paved roads lead to trouble. Dirt Roads more likely lead
to a fishing creek or a swimming hole. At the end of a Dirt Road,
the only time we even locked our car was in August, because if
we didn't, some neighbor would fill it with too much zucchini.
At the end
of a Dirt Road, there was always extra springtime income, from
when city dudes would get stuck, you'd have to hitch up a team
and pull them out. Usually you got a dollar... always you got
a new friend... at the end of a Dirt Road.
Thank God
I was raised on a Dirt Road.
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