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.

What did you find on Dirt Roads?
You found party lines, thats where you could ease drop on your neighbors telephone line and get the latest gossip. Kids played outside linein up pine straw in rows to make a house or sand was just as good. Sliding down red hill in your good cloths didnt make parents to happy but you had fun. Long walks in the woods was a adventure and drinking water from a clean branch was natural.

On Dirt Roads people actualy had neighbors you walked to see them have a glass of tea sit on the porch and visit. The older men would meet at the local convient stores sit and play checkers, tale tales and talk politics. Everyone knew everybody and houses were far between, you learned to share crops, bakeing pies, tools ect.

No one locked there doors on Dirt Roads you didnt have to everyone trusted everyone else. You shelled peas, break beans and played a insturment on porches. Everyone had a quilting loom that was a great place to hide from parents if you were gonna get a spankin till they found you. At night you might sit around a pot bellied stove and get a story read before you went and got in the feather bed at grandma's.

Everyone sat down and ate with there familys on Dirt Roads if you sniggered during prayer you got poped on the back of the head. also everyone had that fly tape hanging over there tables that was a must. Everyone had a screen door, fly flips, corn cribs and a big family to help on the farm.

Dirt Roads were great I lived at the end of one till it was paved you may have to be 35+ to remember some of this. I owe this version of the story to my Grandma who passed away when I was 5 she is dearly missed.
Thanks For The Memories.
Mrs Georgia M Livingston
February 14, 1896 - May 31, 1969

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