Thursday, January 31, 2008

Dirt Roads

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 mail box.

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 and pony rode 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!
~by Paul Harvey~

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Love ya'll,
Vic
2 Much Farm Primitives

4 comments:

Glad Tidings Primitives & Folkart said...

Oh, Vic! That was sooooo wonderful! My road was a dirt road when I bought here, and a few years ago they paved it! I really miss the quiet, country atmosphere it as then. I love dirt roads, long dirt drive ways, wild flowers along the sides, and the sounds of the birds as you walk the middle hump in the road! Thanks for sharing my nostalgia! AND I LOVE THAT PICTURE! I WANT THAT HOUSE! Cora

Daniv said...

that is really something...I took one of my son's friends home yesterday and his family lives on a dirt road out in the country...so quiet and peaceful with lots of bumps!..

*Linda Pinda* said...

Awwww....
Vic: that was wonderful, indeed. That's what I love about this group... When the world starts spinning too fast, I just kick off my shoes and head down the "dirt road" to find one of you...

{{{Hugs}}}... *Linda*

Lea of Farmhouse*Blessings said...

That is just so beautiful. It touched my very heart. Thank you, Vic!

Blessings,
Lea