Source: my cousin [email protected] Thanks Rob! > >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...with > >> 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 road 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.