Showing posts with label HORSE SENSE. Show all posts
Showing posts with label HORSE SENSE. Show all posts

Saturday, April 06, 2013

What’s Mainly Wrong With Society Today a Cades Cove Perspective

What’s Mainly Wrong With Society Today

MQTlogoa The photos were taken in or near Smokey Mountain National Park…Cades Cove…and Great Smoky Mountain Heritage Center, Townsend, Tennessee.. “Dirt Roads” by Paul Harvey


What's mainly wrong with society today is that too many Dirt Roads have been paved. There's not a problem 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.

DSC_0121 What if it rained and the Dirt Road got washed out? That was the best part, then you stayed home (or wished you had) 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 the end of a Dirt Road!


DSC_0134 Sandra, Peter and Chica from the Netherlands came prepared for some of our Dirt Roads LOL…….

DSC_0119 Thanks for stopping by.. Hope you have a great day and always take the road less traveled.

What’s Mainly Wrong With Society Today


Saturday, October 27, 2012

DOUBLE SPEAK POLITICS coming to you from Lancaster,Ohio




COLLAGEHEADER Thanks for stopping by…………….

DOUBLE SPEAK POLITICS coming to you from Lancaster,Ohio. A My Quality Time Post

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Young Chuck in Montana bought a horse from a farmer for $100. The farmeragreed to deliver the horse the next day. The next day he drove up andsaid, 'Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the horse died.'Chuck replied, 'Well, then just give me my money back.'The farmer said, 'Can't do that. I went and spent it already'Chuck said, 'Ok, then, just bring me the dead horse.'The farmer asked, 'What ya gonna do with him?Chuck said, 'I'm going to raffle him off.'The farmer said, 'You can't raffle off a dead horse!'Chuck said, 'Sure I can, Watch me. I just won't tell any body he's dead.'A month later, the farmer met up with Chuck and asked, 'What happened withthat dead horse?'Chuck said, 'I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a pieceand made a profit of $998.'The farmer said, 'Didn't anyone complain ?'Chuck said, 'Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.'Chuck grew up and works now for the government. He was the one who figuredout how to 'bail us out'.

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