I grew up in the sticks. Big gardens, canning veggies and cuttin up wood for the winter to keep us warm. Used to shoot rabbits and squirrles across the road and have em for dinner. The roads leading in and out to our home were all dirt and gravel. Coveys of quail would give us kids a dang near heart attack as we walked to our fishing spot. We would go on all night adventures camping by the time we were 10 years old and all worked out fine. We found ourselves in a mess or two but had to figure out a solution on our own. No cell phones, no paved roads, just instinct and chances taken and lessons learned.
Man I miss those days, was real freedom.
Now days, I watch my kids with an eagle eye. They cant cross the street on their own. No way would I let my 12 year old venture off on her own with a sleeping bag on her back for the weekend.
Was just yesterday when I was doing just that, dont know if I got cityfied or things have changed that much....I think things have changed a helluva lot and not for the best.
We were pretty poor, but never knew it. My siblings and I now live in big homes with all the fancy stuff we dreamed of, but I myself long for the old days of being poor and not knowing the difference. Used to dream of being where I am now, now I dream of being where I was.
Life is funny
Guess I had too many margaritas at all the neighbors houses trick or treating tonight.
Man I miss those days, was real freedom.
Now days, I watch my kids with an eagle eye. They cant cross the street on their own. No way would I let my 12 year old venture off on her own with a sleeping bag on her back for the weekend.
Was just yesterday when I was doing just that, dont know if I got cityfied or things have changed that much....I think things have changed a helluva lot and not for the best.
We were pretty poor, but never knew it. My siblings and I now live in big homes with all the fancy stuff we dreamed of, but I myself long for the old days of being poor and not knowing the difference. Used to dream of being where I am now, now I dream of being where I was.
Life is funny
Guess I had too many margaritas at all the neighbors houses trick or treating tonight.

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