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from
People Who Live at the End of Dirt Roads
by Lee Pitts

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!

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